It was something he had been irritated to find he
could generate in the Misery books almost at will but in his mainstream fiction
erratically or not at all. He heard the kitchen screen door bang shut and eased
the wheelchair close enough to the window so he could remain in an angle of
shadow and still peek out.
He heard
the kitchen screen door bang shut and eased the wheelchair close enough to the
window so he could remain in an angle of shadow and still peek out. He had lain
in a semi-coma, barely breathing because of the respiratory-depressant
side-effects of the medication, the glucose drips back in his arms again. He
stirred the remaining boxes and bottles around, hoping the result would look no
more or less helter-skelter than it had when he first peered into the box. Paul
settled hands he could barely feel on the wheels and rolled the chair toward
the hallway, sparing one glance at the ceramic penguin on its block of
ice.
He stirred the remaining boxes
and bottles around, hoping the result would look no more or less helter-skelter
than it had when he first peered into the box.
Paul settled hands he could barely feel on the wheels and rolled the chair toward the hallway, sparing one glance at the ceramic penguin on its block of ice.
Paul settled hands he could barely feel on the wheels and rolled the chair toward the hallway, sparing one glance at the ceramic penguin on its block of ice.
It was something he had been irritated to find he could
generate in the Misery books almost at will but in his mainstream fiction
erratically or not at all. He heard the kitchen screen door bang shut and eased
the wheelchair close enough to the window so he could remain in an angle of
shadow and still peek out.