Big Matt
May 15th, 2009, 09:20 AM
Mr. King,
Well, it’s been a long journey hasn’t it? I started on the path to the Dark Tower many years ago and gobbled up those early stories like a fiend, loving every wild and weird step along the way. Then, I am sorry to say, I lost the path and wandered in my own wastelands for a few years (though not without some very rewarding forays into Neil Gaiman land and the hilarity of the Discworld: thanks Terry!) I guess I had forgotten the face of my father.
Then I found the path again and caught up, though still lagged behind those of the ka tet who stayed true to the Gunslinger. I walked with the Wolves of the Calla and listened to the Song of Susannah and then followed the final path to The Dark Tower.
That final step was bittersweet, a long journey ended and the relief that brought with it was satisfying. But the realization that I no longer would walk with Roland, Eddie, Susannah, Jake and Oy left me empty and wanting more.
I very seldom find a book (book!?, what a small and simple word to describe such a large part of my life, such a hugely broad world I was able to visit) that can make me smile, laugh even, and then cry within a few chapters. I just wanted to thank you for sharing that world, those people with me. For sticking with it over the years (decades?), for finishing it, adding to the mythology in other books and intertwining this story with so many of your others.
Thank you,
Matt
Well, it’s been a long journey hasn’t it? I started on the path to the Dark Tower many years ago and gobbled up those early stories like a fiend, loving every wild and weird step along the way. Then, I am sorry to say, I lost the path and wandered in my own wastelands for a few years (though not without some very rewarding forays into Neil Gaiman land and the hilarity of the Discworld: thanks Terry!) I guess I had forgotten the face of my father.
Then I found the path again and caught up, though still lagged behind those of the ka tet who stayed true to the Gunslinger. I walked with the Wolves of the Calla and listened to the Song of Susannah and then followed the final path to The Dark Tower.
That final step was bittersweet, a long journey ended and the relief that brought with it was satisfying. But the realization that I no longer would walk with Roland, Eddie, Susannah, Jake and Oy left me empty and wanting more.
I very seldom find a book (book!?, what a small and simple word to describe such a large part of my life, such a hugely broad world I was able to visit) that can make me smile, laugh even, and then cry within a few chapters. I just wanted to thank you for sharing that world, those people with me. For sticking with it over the years (decades?), for finishing it, adding to the mythology in other books and intertwining this story with so many of your others.
Thank you,
Matt