The dark side of the soul

I believe there is another man inside every man, a stranger… writes Wilfred Leland James at the end of second page (or near), in the short-story titled “1922”. I believe - and now who is writing it’s me - this sentence is the soul of all four stories in this book; and I believe there’s another message between the lines: all women are invited to read this book, all women should read it.

King offers us the madness that is often found in his lines: daily, familiar, unlikely but realistic, just as are certain facts of black chronicle to which you can not believe but they  occurred.
full dark no stars coverThe players are the characters of every day: next door people, so similar to us that at some point in the reading begs the question: if what happens to the characters should happen to me... what would I do? The answer is subjective and indeed King gives his own response to devastating events, in the true sense of the word: events that fall from the sky like lightnings, sudden and unpredictable, they come, burn, kill sometimes, leave a hole, an empty space... in the soul.

The soul is the main character. Souls kidnapped and dragged into a daily routine which no longer has lights, not even the one of the distant stars, a dark night in which the protagonists roam looking for a way out. Each one of these souls will seek a way out and it is this road that King describes us: it is twisted, devastating and frightening, sometimes it’s dark, but always is in this darkness that we look and the darkest abyss, you know, is hypnotic, is like a vacuum that draws matter and this matter is the reader.

Fall into a book, well, this is a topic for a fantasy but it can also happen in reality: when you open the book you're already looking into the abyss; when you discover how much is black and deep this abyss you're already falling in; and when you realize that there is no bottom, then let yourself fall because flying is beautiful even if it’s dark.

It's a scary flight, a fall that takes your breath away and fills you of dizzy but when you leaf through the last page and, yes, you touch the ground, only then you will realize that the flight was a trip, an unforgettable one.

All stories speak of violence against women except one: “Fair Extension” - the shortest of these tales and mine preferred - This story, more than all other, expresses the true darkness of the soul, the starless night that dwells inside every human being, even the most gentle and caring; that night without stars, one day takes over, engulfs the soul and decides the place of conscience.
“Fair Extension” is shocking, feeds the paranoia in a sneaky way and is asking three questions: who am I? Who's who is beside me? To what extent can we arrive both of us? Stephen King give you some answers, just open the book.

Good night, but you already know that... it will be very dark.