Review of The Breathing Method by Stephen King
The Breathing Method, a novella from King’s collection Different Seasons tells the story of a secretive gentlemen’s club in New York City where members gather to share strange and often macabre tales, and among those stories is one about Sandra Stansfield, an unmarried woman in the 1930s determined to give birth despite societal scorn and hardship. Her doctor, Dr. Emlyn McCarron, teaches her a special “breathing method” to prepare for labor and when fate intervenes in a horrifying accident, what follows becomes a bone-chilling, haunting testament to will, determination, and the uncanny.
From the moment the club’s fireplace crackles and the storyteller begins, I felt the tension coil around me. King’s prose; atmospheric, cold, and heavy with dread, transforms what could be a simple ghost story into something more unsettling: birth, which is usually associated with hope and life, becomes an act of desperation and horror. The bleak, wintry setting underlines the fragility of safety and comfort. I was moved by Sandra’s quiet resolve and vulnerability, and by Dr. McCarron’s conflicted compassion. Their humanity makes the horror feel intimate rather than distant. At the same time, the novella uses horror not as spectacle but as a dark mirror to fear, survival, and sacrifice. The story’s structure, a frame narrative within the club’s storytelling tradition, gives it an almost folkloric weight, as if this is one of those ghost tales whispered at midnight, with every detail meant to unsettle.
That said, because it’s short and stylized, some moments feel more suggestive than fully fleshed out: certain background details about the club remain ambiguous, and the horror’s impact relies heavily on atmosphere rather than overt explanation. For readers who prefer more defined world-building or realism, that ambiguity may feel frustrating.
Rating: 4 / 5 — I give The Breathing Method four stars. It’s a haunting, evocative tale that lingers after the final sentence, a demonstration of how horror can coexist with beauty, desperation, and human dignity. It may not offer comfort, but it demands to be felt, and for fans of ghost stories with weight and an undercurrent of sorrow, it’s a novella that stays with you.