Excerpts from EW's interview with Stephen King:

"I'm having a day of mixed feelings: happy because I'm reading the manuscript of a novel that's full of magic, mystery, and monsters; sad because it will be finished tomorrow and on my shelf, with all it's secrets told and it's surviving characters set free to live their own lives (if characters have lives beyond the end of a novel -- I've always felt they do). The sense of sadness I feel at the approaching end of The Monsters of Templeton isn't just because the story's going to be over; when you read a good one -- and this is a very good one -- those feelings are deepened by the realization that you probably won't tie into anything that much fun again for a long time."

So, what do you think?