Stephen King is a frakkin' genius!

As a writer, I appreciate his success and envy it as well. I mean, he is a sicko, if you think about it. What must be going through his head to make him think up so many disturbing stories? How can I be just like him?

Keep on writing, I guess.

Last night I watched "The Mist" which is based on his novella of the same name. It disturbed me on so many levels. It made me think, and that is what being a great writer is all about. It didn't just entertain, it made me use my noggin'.

I highly recommend it to adults, but I've already told my 11-year-old that he is not allowed to watch it. Too intense. In fact, I was so upset at the ending that I cried myself to sleep. Call it PMS, call it sympathetic guilt, but it was a story that I'll never, ever, forget.