There are people who need people to need them. The reason you don’t understand is because you’re not one of those people. You’d use me and then toss me away like a paper bag if that’s what it came down to. God fucked you, my friend. You’re just smart enough so it would hurt you to do that, and just hard enough so you’d go ahead and do it anyway. You wouldn’t be able to help yourself.

When King was two years old his father left the family under the pretense of "going to buy a pack of cigarettes" leaving his mother to raise King and his adopted older brother David by herself sometimes under great financial strain. " He sets out each day with a quota of 2000 words and will not stop writing until it is met. The eighth Dark Tower volume The Wind Through the Keyhole was publiStephen Kingd in 2012.

Henry Award. He has written nearly two hundred short stories most of which have been collected in nine collections of short fiction.