📚Typewriter Tales Book Review for Later, by Stephen King
Later by Stephen King – Book Review
Published: March, 2021
Publisher: Hard Case Crime
Imprint/Parent Company: Titan Books
Intro: Now let me just start by sayin’—
I have been flat-out terrified of Stephen King since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. My parents told me not to watch "IT" on TV when I was a little girl, which of course meant the second they turned their backs, I parked myself in front of that screen quicker than a cat on a June bug. And honey…big mistake.
That clown scared me so bad I nearly jumped clean outta my pants—and let’s be real, I’m still side-eyein’ storm drains like they owe me money. I’m over fifty now, and not once has a killer clown popped out of a sewer to snatch me, but darlin’, you better believe I’m still keepin’ an eye out.
Here’s the kicker though: my mama was a huge Stephen King fan—
bless her, she read his books like they were love letters—
and my brother caught the bug too. Meanwhile, me? I couldn’t even look at the covers without gettin’ spooked. Lord, when Kindle came around and all those creepy covers got tucked away into the digital world, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
But here’s the twist, y’all—now that I’m grown and (allegedly) braver, I’ve tiptoed my way into a few King novels,
and I gotta confess… I think the bug finally bit me too.
Took me long enough, but Mama would be tickled pink to
see me sittin’ here with a Stephen King book in my hands instead of hidin’ under the covers.
“The Extra Spicy Southern Sass Review”
Alright y’all, pull up a chair and let me spill the sweet, spooky tea on Stephen King’s Later.
Now, Stephen may be the King of Horror, but this time he’s struttin’ around in crime-noir boots, and Lord help us, he makes ‘em fit just fine.
We’ve got Jamie Conklin—poor baby just wants to ride his bike, eat some Pop-Tarts, and live his best little-boy life. But nope. The universe said,
“Surprise, sugar! You see dead people now.”
And these ghosts don’t even have the decency to be glamorous or helpful—they’re clingy, cranky, and on a timer. Poof, gone before you can say “hallelujah.”
His mama—Lord love her, she’s a single mom hustlin’ harder than a televangelist on late-night TV—figures out how to use Jamie’s creepy gift to pay the bills.
And just when you think it can’t get messier, Mama’s “friend” Liz (a detective with more ambition than morals, bless her heart)
drags Jamie into a whole serial-killer-bomb-situation. ‘Cause clearly, nothing says “healthy childhood” like interrogating corpses about where they hid their explosives.
What follows? A high-speed game of ghostly cat-and-mouse that’ll have you checkin’ the locks,
side-eyin’ your attic, and wonderin’ if that cold draft is a spirit or just your busted AC.
King writes it tight and fast, like one of those old dime-store crime paperbacks your
granddaddy hid under the bed, except with ghosts and way more trauma.
And here’s the kicker: Later is actually kind of…beautiful. Between the grit and the gore, it’s about growin’ up, losin’ innocence, and learnin’ that sometimes your “special gift” is just a fancy way of sayin’ “honey, you’re doomed.”
So here’s my verdict: Later is a five-star, sweet tea and bourbon kinda read. Quick, sharp, spooky as hell, and just twisted enough to make you grin like the devil’s sittin’ on your porch swing.
If you’re a King fan—or just enjoy your thrillers with a ghostly garnish—
go on and grab this one. Just don’t come cryin’ to me when you start hearin’ bumps in the night.
💋✨Until next time... keep loving & living your best life!
🦋Wishing you Love, Light & Sparkles!
🌸 Carrie

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