So I was 12.
Ready to hit the road and move on from life, my mother gave me her much scotch-taped copy of the Talisman.
She was crying and I was crying, and that isn't surprising at all.
I grew up rapidly, everyone does where I'm from. Or they don't grow at all.
I had inadvertently forced her into a mental institution (that fabled ward D) several times. mom just couldn't take it anymore. So it was time for me to split. She sent me on my way with a copy of a novel who's basic structure, though not premise, mirrored the structure of my own life.
Twelve year old kid hitting the bricks.
I won't go into further detail here, but the book carried me through. Changed my life to a degree.
Now, I am doing alright. My mother and I are great friends, if far away from one another.
. My point. (There is one buried in all this nostalgic nonsense) is that Sai King's works have changed my life.
I went through my Eddie Dean phase, though some will argue booze isn't as bad as heroin, and even learned to utitlize the undeniable story pushing run-on. Through these stories (and some from other authors, I'm not one to BS), I came to long for the nobility these characters not only have, but earned.
As I mentioned, these books changed my life. But they also shaped my life (add itals. to 'shaped;' they belong there) and it would mean everything to me if SK knew it. Even if he just was t to read this awkward little bit prose of mine.
Not hoping to be 'discovered,' nothing of the sort. I intend on remaining as anon. as is possible outside of my email. Really just want the man to know.