What was it...like, a month ago when I started writing this five-part series on King's 2011 short stories?
(closer to two, actually)
Jeez. Way to drag shit out, Bryant...
Well, in any case, I'm back now with part three, which will be dedicated to the third short story King released in 2011, "Mile 81." This was -- and still is, excepting a fine audio version read by Thomas Sadoski -- a Kindle exclusive, and while some called it a novella, I can only think of it as a short story.
And it's not one of my favorites, if I may be honest about things.
I didn't like the story any more the second time than I did the first. I still don't dislike it, exactly ... but there's nothing here that thrills me, or moves me, or scares me. It's just kind of ... there. I read it the first time and did this:
Then, when I read it a second time, I did this:
Different picture; same shrug. (Sidebar: I was shocked at how far into Google Images I had to search before I could find a decent couple of images of "shrug." Plus side: apparently, there is a female fashion called a shrug; so I guess we all learned something today.)