My last post was a collection of quotes from Stephen King’s On Writing, all about his wife Tabitha and the critical role she plays in his phenomenal success.
I am not sure how, but one of my favorite anecdotes from the book slipped under my radar when I decided to write a piece on it.
It’s odd, actually, because this was the part of the memoir where I felt the sharp pang of jealousy that made me realize that Tabitha was the key insight I was going to take away from the book.
So, in the interest of being thorough, here’s my final excerpt from On Writing: Continue reading