« Je jetai un coup d'oeil au compteur. On roulait à cent-quarante. On était dans le Bolide, à présent, lui et moi; on s'élançait sur la ligne droite de la mort. » Alors que sa mère vient d'être admise en urgence à l'hôpital, Alan part sans plus attendre sur les routes pour arriver à temps à son chevet. Mais parmi tous les chauffeurs sordides qui prendront l'étudiant en stop ce soir-là, l'un d'eux se révèlera particulièrement... diabolique.
Stephen Edwin King was born the second son of Donald and Nellie Ruth Pillsbury King. After his father left them when Stephen was two, he and his older brother, David, were raised by his mother. Parts of his childhood were spent in Fort Wayne, Indiana, where his father's family was at the time, and in Stratford, Connecticut. When Stephen was eleven, his mother brought her children back to Durham, Maine, for good. Her parents, Guy and Nellie Pillsbury, had become incapacitated with old age, and Ruth King was persuaded by her sisters to take over the physical care of them. Other family members provided a small house in Durham and financial support. After Stephen's grandparents passed away, Mrs. King found work in the kitchens of Pineland, a nearby residential facility for the mentally challenged.
Stephen attended the grammar school in Durham and Lisbon Falls High School, graduating in 1966. From his sophomore year at the University of Maine at Orono, he wrote a weekly column for the school newspaper, THE MAINE CAMPUS. He was also active in student politics, serving as a member of the Student Senate. He came to support the anti-war movement on the Orono campus, arriving at his stance from a conservative view that the war in Vietnam was unconstitutional. He graduated in 1970, with a B.A. in English and qualified to teach on the high school level. A draft board examination immediately post-graduation found him 4-F on grounds of high blood pressure, limited vision, flat feet, and punctured eardrums.
He met Tabitha Spruce in the stacks of the Fogler Library at the University, where they both worked as students; they married in January of 1971. As Stephen was unable to find placement as a teacher immediately, the Kings lived on his earnings as a laborer at an industrial laundry, and her student loan and savings, with an occasional boost from a short story sale to men's magazines.
Stephen made his first professional short story sale ("The Glass Floor") to Startling Mystery Stories in 1967. Throughout the early years of his marriage, he continued to sell stories to men's magazines. Many were gathered into the Night Shift collection or appeared in other anthologies.
In the fall of 1971, Stephen began teaching English at Hampden Academy, the public high school in Hampden, Maine. Writing in the evenings and on the weekends, he continued to produce short stories and to work on novels.
Short, quick read but definitely packs a punch. Makes you wonder what choice you’d make in that situation. Will absolutely check out more of King’s shorter books!
Lors de sa première parution à la fin du IIème millénaire, ce roman ne me faisait vraiment pas de l’oeil. Les nombreux avis de la presse et des néo-blogueurs de l’époque semblaient unanimement négatifs. C’est également le cas avec la majorité des chroniques publiées suite à cette réédition de 2023 (vous trouverez les liens ci-dessous). J’entamais donc ce roman court avec quelques appréhensions.
Ces dernières se sont rapidement dissipées. J’ai retrouvé le Stephen King que j’apprécie tant. Son style caractéristique et sa simplicité d’écriture permettent une immersion totale dans cette histoire courte que le lecteur ne peut que vivre en même temps que son personnage principal. Il est impossible de ne pas être happé par cette angoisse que va accompagné ce jeune garçon de la première à la dernière page.
Quand on prend la peine de s’intéresser aux sujets abordés dans ce roman, il est impossible de rester de marbre. Stephen King nous force à une remise en question que nous aurions préféré ignorer. Si demain, je vous offre la possibilité de sauver votre vie à la seule condition de faire mourir l’un de vos parents, quelle serait votre décision ?
une histoire à raconter autour d’un feu de camp #summerween
(j’ai adoré la postface, le support justifiant le succès à la place de l’œuvre, l’histoire en elle-même. ça devait être très frustrant. j’espère qu’il a tort, et que les nouvelles ne disparaîtront jamais)
Auteur très reconnu mais je n ai pas vraiment apprécié sa plume. J ai voulu tester la science fiction mais ce n est décidément pas pour moi. Cependant je laisse 3 étoiles parce que l histoire était rapide et simple à lire