I forgot how much I really like Stephen King. Upon hearing about his latest novel, “11/22/63” earlier this fall, I was intrigued at the plot line—and surprised at my interest, since it had been at least 10 years, if not longer, since I read anything by King. He was one of my favorites as a teen (LOVED “The Stand” — still one of my all-time favorites), but for reasons unknown (I hear the Dark Tower series is fantastic), I just hadn’t picked anything up. My jaw dropped at the book’s heft — all 849 pages of it. But on the … Continue reading 11/22/63