The Raft | 
pickThis is one of the very best things Stephen King has written. It‘s eerie and creepy and descriptive. It‘s gory and graphic and downright terrifying. It‘s cheesy, it‘s misogynistic, and parts of it are laughable (Sex on the raft after watching two best friends die? Get real!)
It‘s a practically perfect story, though. SO very classic King. I love it, although I love the end of the adaptation in Creepshow 2 better 👇🏻👇🏻 #readingStephenKing
intothehallofbooks When I was in third grade, my dad put Creepshow 2 on the TV when I was at his house for the weekend and we watched it together. It was…definitely not appropriate for an 8 year old to watch this. I know it, you know it, we all know it. But I watched with my dad and felt loved because we were doing something together. (He let me watch Cujo too, and it traumatized me as a child. And Freddy Kruger. And Jason. But I digress.)… 13mo
intothehallofbooks In school the following week, I wrote about Creepshow 2 in my journal. I was apparently extremely descriptive about the scene where the black blob thing reaches up thru the cracks in the raft and gets the girl—descriptive enough that my teacher reached out to my mom with concern. I won‘t go into details here, but…it was a Big Issue at the time and the driving catalyst for forcing my dad to stop showing little me horror movies on TV. 🤷🏻♀️ (edited) 13mo