I just finished reading
Cell by Stephen King.
It was really intriguing, even though it reminded me of a mini
The Stand. It pulled me in and held my interest until I got to the end and then I desperately turned the pages searching for more.
He left the book unfinished, like it was
~ to be continued ~. There was so much more that needed to be wrapped up (in my opinion) and so many different scenarios that might have been.
At first I was mad, because I needed answers to all my questions. What was the pulse? Who started it? What happened to Clay and his son? Tom? Jordon? Aaahhh! It was all left up in the air. And what were those dates all about?
It left me running about 5 different ending around in my head desperately searching for one that made sense and drove me crazy for about an hour and a half.
But then I began to think about Stephen King and his reasoning behind leaving a book unfinished and maybe... just maybe... this desperate searching, deep thinking, running crazy scenarios in my head thing was what he intended all along... and if so... isn't that the beauty of it?
But then again, I'm still mad at him. I want to know what's in
his head not mine. I already know what I know. Geez.
~ READING:
PHANTOMS by Dean Koontz ~