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Stephen King and I

Like Anna and the King of Siam, Stephen King and I are really nothing alike.

He’s a man, I’m a woman. Most obvious difference.

He writes horror. I do not.

He’s a lot older than I am. Really, he is.

He’s from the East Coast, I’m a Western girl.

There’s more differences than anyone’s really interested in reading about, so I’ll tell you some fascinating things we have in common.

We both have corgis.


Clarence & Zuzu


Stephen King & ? (I’m not sure of this corgi’s name. Maybe Stephen will find this post and tell me.)

We both write.

Yes, I know he’s both prolific and famous. Let’s not wander into this territory.

We both consider the Twilight series rather insubstantial:

 “The real difference is that Jo Rowling is a terrific writer and Stephenie Meyer can’t write worth a darn. She’s not very good,” he told an interviewer from USA Weekend. (according to The Guardian)

“Eh, I read them. Whatever,” said Alyssa Santos to this blog.

 We both enjoy long-standing monogamous relationships. Although this may sound strange, I have to say that I was pleasantly surprised to read about what a family-guy Stephen really is. His wife has been his biggest fan and cheerleader, and if anyone reading this personally knows my husband, Angelo, you will be collectively nodding when you read that he would paint his chest with my name and cheer fanatically on my behalf. He has been my very legs as I walk through this life.

We both were victims of horrible accidents caused by the carelessness of another. And, the full-scale helplessness of laying waiting for salvation, or death, to come, has shaped our ideas about living.

Stephen writes:

“A couple of years ago I found out what “you can’t take it with you” means. I found out while I way lying in a ditch at the side of a country road, covered with mud and blood and with the tibia of my right leg poking out the side of my jeans like a branch of a tree taken down in a thunder-storm. I had a MasterCard in my wallet, but when you’re lying in a ditch with broken glass in your hair, no one accepts MasterCard…We come in naked and broke. We may be dressed we we go out, but we’re all just as broke. Al the money you earn, all the stocks you buy, all the mutual funds you trade–all of that is mostly smoke and mirrors. so I want you to consider making your life one long gift to others. And why not? all you have is on loan, anyway. All that lasts is what you pass on.”

Another guy, whom I have also have a little in common with, but who also found himself crushed on a roadside, like both Stephen and I, wrote this:

The life I now live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me. {Galations 2:20}

His name was Paul, of Tarsus.

It’s all on loan. Not just the money, but the whole of it. All that lasts is what you pass on.

What we pass on depends on how we view what we have. Is it even ours? Even my hurt, even my past — it’s all been a loan. How can I pass it on?




  1. Floyd says

    For the record, I like what King had to say after his accident. I’ve read enough of his work to appreciate his genius and talent along with his monogamy. However, the spiritual and Biblical tenets that King uses as he searches for God in his life has done more harm to our cause, in my opinion.

    Hope you don’t mind my giving that opinion… You’re way more of a role model and inspiration to me and the others in search of our Father than King is. The blogs you wrote about you and your dad, along with the ones after your accident come back to me much more than do the writings from the Green Mile or the Gunslinger…

    • Floyd,
      thank you! I have only read a smidgeon of King’s work because I’m a scaredy-cat. I did enjoy his honesty and advice for writers in On Writing and was particularly intrigued with his process of writing out of his recovery. I’d love to take a limping walk with him and talk about that process particularly. I have no clue where he stands on the subject of the person of Jesus, but I know where I stand, and ever the more firmly in that position because of the accident. I’d like to talk about that with him as well. I am thankful that you found me on the big web, Floyd. You have encouraged me beyond what you can imagine. And that you’ve read and prayed and lived the writing journey with me here. so thankful.

  2. It’s been a long time ago, now, but I kind of liked the books he wrote from a female perspective: Rose Madder, Dolores Claiborne. I did wonder, though, if he wrote them for reals or if he had his wife write them. Abrupt change in his writing.

  3. elizabethfstewart says

    I enjoyed this comparison. And now I must nose around here a bit, as you made me curious to know you more.

  4. sounds like you could both be friends with the writer of Ecclesiastes to me. thanks, Alyssa. coming at you via Emily’s.

  5. well, i loved this post. even though i don’t like horror i really like stephen king, and his book “on writing” is amazing. i love how you interviewed yourself for this post 🙂 and how your husband would paint your name on his chest. brilliant write girl!

  6. timelesslady says

    I had a few minutes to just sit a bit and took a look at the posts of a few blogs I follow. One of those was yours…terrific writing and themes by the way. I agree with so many of the other comments about Stephen King’s book “On Writing.” I LOVED IT. Even better for me was that I borrowed it as an audiobook from the library. Oh MY! Hearing the anecdotes read by the author had me laughing so many times. Sometimes I am a little put off by the profanity in Stephen King’s books, but it usually fits the characters personalities. I don’t think I have ever read anyone who can draw you into a story as quickly as Mr. King. I enjoyed reading your post. Kathy

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