Lisey Debusher Landon lost her husband, Scott, two years ago, after a twenty-five-year marriage of the most profound and sometimes frightening intimacy. Scott was an award-winning, bestselling novelist and a very complicated man. Early in their relationship, before they married, Lisey had to learn from him about books and blood and bools. Later, she understood that there was a place Scott went -- a place that both terrified and healed him, that could eat him alive or give him the ideas he needed in order to live. Now it's Lisey's turn to face Scott's demons, Lisey's turn to go to Boo'ya Moon. What begins as a widow's effort to sort through the papers of her celebrated husband becomes a nearly fatal journey into the darkness he inhabited. Perhaps King's most personal and powerful novel, Lisey's Story is about the wellsprings of creativity, the temptations of madness, and the secret language of love.
Following King's triumphant return to the world of gory horror in Cell, the bestselling author proves he's still the master of supernatural suspense in this minimally bloody but disturbing and sorrowful love story set in rural Maine. Lisey's husband, Pulitzer Prize-winning author Scott Landon, has been dead for two years at the book's start, but his presence is felt on every page. Lisey hears him so often in her head that when her catatonic sister, Amanda, begins speaking to her with Scott's voice, she finds it not so much unbelievable as inevitable. Soon she's following a trail of clues that lead her to Scott's horrifying childhood and the eerie world called Boo'ya Moon, all while trying to help Amanda and avoid a murderous stalker. Both a metaphor for coming to terms with grief and a self-referencing parable of the writer's craft, this novel answers the question King posed 25 years ago in his tale "The Reach": yes, the dead do love. (Oct.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information. -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.
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1 . awful
Posted October 20, 2013 by Lillian , LakelandThis is the worst book he has ever written. Two years i've been trying to get thru this book. I even take it to read while I wait to see the doctor. So far Idon't think I,m half way thru it. I have know idea what it's about. I don't understand the language and what the words are sapposed to mean. Too confusing to read a sentance over & over again to try and figure out what it means. His # one fan. Lillian
2 . Struggling through the book
Posted July 18, 2010 by Marilyn , Jupiter, FLI have read many many King books. Love almost all. However, I am struggling through this one. King's style in this book is not his usual. I have put the book aside for now and will restart it at a later date. Hopefully I will be able to get through it next time. Before you purchase this book, read the first ten pages to get a feel for King's writing style in this particular book.
3 . Favorite
Posted June 06, 2010 by Michelle , DenverKudos to King for tackling the love story. King deeply explores the relationships between the characters and manages to mix them all in with some classic King weirdness. I am an avid King reader and this book is by far my favorite from him.
4 . Stephen King's Love Story
Posted January 12, 2007 by greg.bayer , Los AngelesI'm a huge fan of Stephen King, and having just finished Cell (which is vintage King) I was interesting in reading Lisey's Story, which from the reviews I read, was a pretty big departure from his normal writing.
Lisey, who is the main character, is a 50-something year old widow of a King-like husband/writer (Scott). The book weaves between her current plot (a man is threatening her to get Scott's unpublished work) and its past (her relationship between Scott, Scott's past and her continued mourning). These two plots meet together as Lisey and Scott connect through imagination and fantasy.
The focus is really on their love for each other, and continued connections even with his death. Parts of the book are a bit winded, but it's a very sensitive story, and you can tell an introspective one for King. It doesn't give you the horror-action of Cell, but lets you see King's romantic side come out blended nicely with a sci-fi/fantasy theme.
October 24, 2006
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Excerpt from Lisey's Story by Stephen King
I. Lisey and Amanda
(Everything the Same)
To the public eye, the spouses of well-known writers are all but invisible, and no one knew it better than Lisey Landon. Her husband had won the Pulitzer and the National Book Award, but Lisey had given only one interview in her life. This was for the well-known women's magazine that publishes the column "Yes, I'm Married to Him!" She spent roughly half of its five-hundred-word length explaining that her nickname rhymed with "CeeCee." Most of the other half had to do with her recipe for slow-cooked roast beef. Lisey's sister Amanda said that the picture accompanying the interview made Lisey look fat.
None of Lisey's sisters was immune to the pleasures of setting the cat among the pigeons ("stirring up a stink" had been their father's phrase for it), or having a good natter about someone else's dirty laundry, but the only one Lisey had a hard time liking was this same Amanda. Eldest (and oddest) of the onetime Debusher girls of Lisbon Falls, Amanda currently lived alone, in a house which Lisey had provided, a small, weather-tight place not too far from Castle View where Lisey, Darla, and Cantata could keep an eye on her. Lisey had bought it for her seven years ago, five before Scott died. Died Young. Died Before His Time, as the saying was. Lisey still had trouble believing he'd been gone for two years. It seemed both longer and the blink of an eye.
When Lisey finally got around to making a start at cleaning out his office suite, a long and beautifully lit series of rooms that had once been no more than the loft above a country barn, Amanda had shown up on the third day, after Lisey had finished her inventory of all the foreign editions (there were hundreds) but before she could do more than start listing the furniture, with little stars next to the pieces she thought she ought to keep. She waited for Amanda to ask her why she wasn't moving faster, for heaven's sake, but Amanda asked no questions. While Lisey moved from the furniture question to a listless (and day-long) consideration of the cardboard boxes of correspondence stacked in the main closet, Amanda's focus seemed to remain on the impressive stacks and piles of memorabilia which ran the length of the study's south wall. She worked her way back and forth along this snakelike accretion, saying little or nothing but jotting frequently in a little notebook she kept near to hand.
What Lisey didn't say was What are you looking for Or What are you writing down As Scott had pointed out on more than one occasion, Lisey had what was surely among the rarest of human talents: she was a business-minder who did not mind too much if you didn't mind yours. As long as you weren't making explosives to throw at someone, that was, and in Amanda's case, explosives were always a possibility. She was the sort of woman who couldn't help prying, the sort of woman who would open her mouth sooner or later.
Her husband had headed south from Rumford, where they had been living ("like a couple of wolverines caught in a drainpipe," Scott said after an afternoon visit he vowed never to repeat) in 1985. Her one child, named Intermezzo and called Metzie for short, had gone north to Canada (with a long-haul trucker for a beau) in 1989. "One flew north, one flew south, one couldn't shut her everlasting mouth." That had been their father's rhyme when they were kids, and the one of Dandy Dave Debusher's girls who could never shut her everlasting mouth was surely Manda, dumped first by her husband and then by her own daughter.