First Chapter, First Paragraph
“Daddy, I’m tired,” the little girl in the red pants and the green blouse said fretfully. “Can’t we stop?” “Not yet, honey.” He was a big, broad-shouldered man in a worn and scuffed corduroy jacket and plain brown twill slacks. He and the little girl were holding hands and walking up Third Avenue in New York City, walking fast, almost running. He looked back over his shoulder and the green car was still there, crawling along slowly in the curbside lane. “Please, Daddy. Please.” He looked at her and saw how pale her face was. There were dark circles under her eyes. He picked her up and sat her in the crook of his arm, but he didn’t know how long he could go on like that. He was tired, too, and Charlie was no light- weight anymore. It was five-thirty in the afternoon and Third Avenue was clogged. They were crossing streets in the upper Sixties now, and these cross streets were both darker and less populated. . . . But that was what he was afraid of.
Why You Should Check This Out...
Stephen king is a master storyteller. I don’t really need to tell you that. No doubt you have heard of him or his gazillion books. Firestarter is one of his earlier works that came out during what is known as King’s “cocaine years.” King wrote with a fervor, even outpacing his speed, which is daunting, even today. Firestart is a terrifying book, even by King’s standards. It is not gross out scary, or jump scary. The story involves pyrokinesis, family, and government agencies trying to split families apart. I have read it a few times and was left with an unsettled feeling. It is a great book that doesn’t get the praise from King’s canon I think it deserves. Check it out.