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...story in French, "the language that turns dirt into romance." And there is a project to turn Carrie into a Broadway musical, with choreography by Debbie Allen. Plus an original story for TV, an 875-page screenplay that will run over 14 episodes. "All right, you son-of-a-bitch, get to work," says the muse in flattop and coveralls. And the giant meekly obeys, preparing to flood the market with millions of words. "The horror!" says the muse. "The horror!" But just now, no one can tell whether he is speaking with nostalgia or anticipation...
...think the muse is a literary character," says King, "some cute little pudgy devil who floats around the head of the creative person sprinkling fairy dust. Well, mine's a guy with a flattop in coveralls who looks like Jack Webb and says, 'All right, you son of a bitch, time to get to work.' " The ultimate workaholic obeyed the figure in coveralls every day, except for his birthday, the Fourth of July and Christmas. His work reflected more than the normal number of fears and superstitions. King was unnerved by spiders, elevators, closed-in places, the dark, sewers, funerals...
...aggressively masculine might (in mid-life, after going through several marriages and two World Wars) wonder what it would be like to take a vacation from his attack hormones. At the end of The Garden of Eden, in any case, the usual Hemingway order is restored: the rich, perverted bitch- wife goes crazy and departs, and the girl lover, lately lesbian, turns into one of Papa's adoring, delicious, perfect girls of one dimension...
...Charlie Hinch -- "They have the Foothills' men's store," Marge said -- dropped by early on the Saturday of recital to brush up. Charlie, a beginner, was to play The Oak Grove on the organ. Marsha upbraided him for not bringing his music. "I've played the son of a bitch 500 times," Charlie said. "I don't need the music." (People in Montana talk earthy, even Marge. One day Charlie was rehearsing, and, as she tells it, "he had his left hand working well, and his right hand, and he got his foot going, and I was just thrilled...
...have no less ferocious an adoptive mother; may extraterrestrial predators meet no less resourceful an antagonist. Trust that a million moviegoers will find the glamour beneath the smudged sweat on Ripley's face, and the feral humor in her challenge to Big Mama Alien: "Get away from her, you bitch...