KING, Stephen - On Writing

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King, Stephen, 1947–
On writing : a memoir of the craft / by Stephen King.
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Stephen, 1947—Authorship. 4. Horror tales—Authorship. 5. Authorship. I. Title.
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First Foreword
In the early nineties (it might have been 1992, but it’s hard to
remember when you’re having a good time) I joined a rock-
and-roll band composed mostly of writers. The Rock Bottom
Remainders were the brainchild of Kathi Kamen Goldmark,
a book publicist and musician from San Francisco. The group
included Dave Barry on lead guitar, Ridley Pearson on bass,
Barbara Kingsolver on keyboards, Robert Fulghum on man-
dolin, and me on rhythm guitar. There was also a trio of
“chick singers,” à la the Dixie Cups, made up (usually) of
Kathi, Tad Bartimus, and Amy Tan.
The group was intended as a one-shot deal—we would
play two shows at the American Booksellers Convention, get
a few laughs, recapture our misspent youth for three or four
hours, then go our separate ways.
It didn’t happen that way, because the group never quite
broke up. We found that we liked playing together too much
to quit, and with a couple of “ringer” musicians on sax and
drums (plus, in the early days, our musical guru, Al Kooper, at
the heart of the group), we sounded pretty good. You’d pay to
hear us. Not a lot, not U2 or E Street Band prices, but maybe
what the oldtimers call “roadhouse money.” We took the
group on tour, wrote a book about it (my wife took the pho-
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tos and danced whenever the spirit took her, which was quite
often), and continue to play now and then, sometimes as The
Remainders, sometimes as Raymond Burr’s Legs. The per-
sonnel comes and goes—columnist Mitch Albom has replaced
Barbara on keyboards, and Al doesn’t play with the group any-
more ’cause he and Kathi don’t get along—but the core has
remained Kathi, Amy, Ridley, Dave, Mitch Albom, and me
. . . plus Josh Kelly on drums and Erasmo Paolo on sax.
We do it for the music, but we also do it for the compan-
ionship. We like each other, and we like having a chance to
talk sometimes about the real job, the day job people are
always telling us not to quit. We are writers, and we never ask
one another where we get our ideas; we know we don’t know.
One night while we were eating Chinese before a gig in
Miami Beach, I asked Amy if there was any one question she
was never asked during the Q-and-A that follows almost every
writer’s talk—that question you never get to answer when
you’re standing in front of a group of author-struck fans and
pretending you don’t put your pants on one leg at a time like
everyone else. Amy paused, thinking it over very carefully,
and then said: “No one ever asks about the language.”
I owe an immense debt of gratitude to her for saying that.
I had been playing with the idea of writing a little book
about writing for a year or more at that time, but had held
back because I didn’t trust my own motivations—why did I
want to write about writing? What made me think I had
anything worth saying?
The easy answer is that someone who has sold as many
books of fiction as I have must have something worthwhile to say
about writing it, but the easy answer isn’t always the truth.
Colonel Sanders sold a hell of a lot of fried chicken, but I’m not
sure anyone wants to know how he made it. If I was going to
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be presumptuous enough to tell people how to write, I felt
there had to be a better reason than my popular success. Put
another way, I didn’t want to write a book, even a short one
like this, that would leave me feeling like either a literary gas-
bag or a transcendental asshole. There are enough of those
books—and those writers—on the market already, thanks.
But Amy was right: nobody ever asks about the language.
They ask the DeLillos and the Updikes and the Styrons, but
they don’t ask popular novelists. Yet many of us proles also
care about the language, in our humble way, and care pas-
sionately about the art and craft of telling stories on paper.
What follows is an attempt to put down, briefly and simply,
how I came to the craft, what I know about it now, and how
it’s done. It’s about the day job; it’s about the language.
This book is dedicated to Amy Tan, who told me in a very
simple and direct way that it was okay to write it.
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Second Foreword
This is a short book because most books about writing are
filled with bullshit. Fiction writers, present company included,
don’t understand very much about what they do—not why it
works when it’s good, not why it doesn’t when it’s bad. I fig-
ured the shorter the book, the less the bullshit.
One notable exception to the bullshit rule is The Elements of
Style, by William Strunk Jr. and E. B. White. There is little or
no detectable bullshit in that book. (Of course it’s short; at
eighty-five pages it’s much shorter than this one.) I’ll tell you
right now that every aspiring writer should read The Elements
of Style. Rule 17 in the chapter titled Principles of Composi-
tion is “Omit needless words.” I will try to do that here.
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