It’s always interesting when you try and try to read a book, and you can’t get into it, and then either the time is right or you switch mediums and it just works. Sometimes a book needs to be listened to, or it must be read with physical pages to work for me. I can’t always explain it, but that’s what happened here with The Talisman. On my chronological Stephen King read-through, I just could not get into it, and I tried four or five times. So, a few years later, I decided to try it as an audiobook, and it just clicked, and I barreled through it in just a couple of weeks.
Jack Sawyer must travel across the country, sometimes in a parallel world and sometimes in our awful one, trying to read the west coast to retrieve an object of immense power that will heal his mother’s illness. This is engrossing, disturbing, heartbreaking, disgusting, and beautiful.
As for any Stephen King novel (and this is co-written with Peter Straub), I can’t really recommend it to anyone younger due to content issues—I discovered him in college—but this is a coming-of-age tale, one of brutality and loneliness, of a calling and responsibility, of purpose and growth, of friendship and loss and love. It’s at times poignant and beautiful and a page later filled with wretched people doing despicable things. It’s both fantastic and all too realistic. I enjoyed my journey with Jack and Wolf and Richard, and I’m curious how there could be a sequel.