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11-22-63 by Stephen King

The Ups and Downs of Time Travel

Love, death, sacrifice; the big touchstones that give life meaning. These are the sort of themes that hit home for most of us, creating some sense of shared experience with our fellow humans. It is this central core focus that gives Stephen King’s door-stopper novel, 11/22/63, its sense of tension, relatability and bittersweet catharsis that elevates it beyond the sum of its parts. Perpetually late to the party as I am, I only recently tackled the Master of Horror’s widely praised novel. Despite the novels critical acclaim and the its near universal praise for illustrating King’s authorial prowess, not just a horror writer, but a genuine master of the craft, I found many reasons to put off reading this one. I could blame a lot of contributing factors for this, but ultimately it comes down to my own proclivity to let me short attention span get the best of me. Like the proverbial squirrel, I am ever distracted by new, shiny things. So, while this particular book has sat on my TBR for years, I let it get pushed to the back burner over and over again in favor of some new, exciting release. Recently, I got the notification from Libby (not for the first time) that 11/22/63 was available from my local library and I decided it was finally time to tackle the looming giant that I had time and time again ignored. Now, I gratefully thank whatever literary gods I finally made the commitment because, as it turns out, the master of horror can spin a genre blending tale of historical fiction, thriller and romance that keeps you glued to the page as well as any of his more spine tingling fare when he the mood strikes him.

In short, 11/22/63 is about a normal man who goes back in time to try and stop the assassination of President John F. Kennedy. For story specific reasons, he can only go back to one particular date, five years prior to that fateful day in Dallas and every time he travels back and forth he resets the timeline, meaning he must live continuously in the past in order to wait out the day when his chance to save the President arrives. As a result, our protagonist, Jake Epping, or George Amberson, as he’s known throughout his unusual journey, attempts to track Lee Harvey Oswald and his budding family throughout the past while also living out a not insignificant portion of his own life. As an average person thrust into an extraordinary situation, Jake does his best but can’t help but form relationships and build a life for himself, entwining himself deeper and deeper into the bygone era of the 1950’s and 60’s, becoming a man entrenched in a time where he does not belong. The degree to which he is effecting the timeline is always in question and there is a continuously running undercurrent of uncertainty to our protagonists mission. He is constantly working against the current of time and is never able to be totally confident in his actions. This creates a sort of dual story, one where Jake is living a relatively average life and another where he is on a history altering mission to change fate. Despite his attempts to keep these two realities apart, they eventually collide and he finds himself facing impossible decisions with potentially earth shattering consequences.

Time travel isn’t a new concept in our modern media landscape. We have had everything from Sci-Fi television shows to Hollywood Blockbusters to other bestselling novels that use the basic set up of time travel as their central plot device. Most very wildly in their interpretation of the mechanics of time travel, being more or less concerned with particulars and rules. King opts to focus less on the specifics of how time travel works in this world, never getting too bogged down by the inherent pitfalls or science ready to hamper a time travel story. Instead, he chooses to make this a deeply personal piece which invests us wholly into the experience of Jake Epping. It is told in a sort of quasi-memoir style, first person perspective told in consideration of the narrator having lived through the events which he is relating, that lives wholly in the protagonists head. Given the novel’s overtly unnatural premise, the focus on Jake and his experience, such as his struggles with this new reality, the internal debate over his own responsibilities, his complicated and often ill-advised relationships and interference with the past, are all factors that add a strong foundation from which the reader is able to take in the more esoteric aspects of the story. Even as King glosses over certain pieces of information or leaves certain details intentionally murky, it ends up adding to the story rather than detracting from it. Jake Epping is a classic every man protagonist, a la Marty McFly in Back to The Future, trying to do his best in a situation with rules he never quite fully understands. To have him become a time travel guru would take away a great deal of what makes this novel so investing, so King letting the broader universe at play here stay undefined helps relate the sense that Jake must feel to the reader, that of being a tiny cog trying to upset the unknowable and uncaring machine of the universe.

With this novel, King accomplishes something truly worthy of note; he forces the reader into the position of being unsure if they want the hero to succeed or not, and he holds that tension right up until the very end. It is a brutal trick that King plays on his reader, forcing them to walk the line right along with Jake, living with the uncertainty and self-doubt and guilt of knowing that every decision will likely have unintended repercussions. I would like to think everyone can identify with the struggle of Jake to some degree, if not in practice than in concept. He is just a guy who wants to do the right thing. He is presented with the opportunity to change things, but he is neither a movie hero nor is he blessed with any special knowledge of how his actions will effect the future. The book take great pains to show that he is well intentioned, that he is capable of doing good. As a teacher, he is shown to be both caring and effective, invested in the success of his students and uniquely talented at drawing out their potential. But King is no writer of children’s fairy tales and he knows better than to let good intentions shield his characters from consequence. Ultimately, 11/22/63 works because it is a character driven story first, allowing the science fiction aspects of the story to take a back seat as it thrusts the reader into the impossible conflict of its central protagonist. The conclusion, both satisfying and gutting in equal measure, is one that will leave you wondering why anyone would suggest that King is just a writer of cheap horror shlock. For a book that lived on my shelf unread for years, it certainly shot to the top of my personal best list without much hesitation. My only regret is I wish I could only go back in time and force myself to pick it up sooner.

Highly recommended for fans and non-fans alike – 10/10

An Ode to The King of Horror

Why You Should Read: Stephen King

Growing up as the quintessential rebellious kid who railed against anything and everything, from school, to my parents, to the government, of course found nothing but fault in the recommended reading material I was assigned by institutions of higher learning. Every book I was given by my teachers was tainted with the unmistakable scent of self-satisfied institutionalized smugness. These classics, these important pieces of literature, were nothing more than overblown relics of bygone eras, just like my teachers. I wanted to read things that were gritty, cool, unconcerned with appeasing the literary establishment. I found them. Hunter S. Thompson and Jack Keurauc, Palahniuk and Buckowski and others I thought my teachers would not approve of. I devoured these books, carried them around proudly, and, when asked about them, I would discuss the most heinous and controversial parts. I was insufferable, basically. 

But through all of this, one author in particular survived the jump from the literary counterculture of my youth to more mainstream maturity of my 20’s as I eventually settled into something resembling a human being. That was the one and only, Stephen King. I first discovered the King of Horror in middle school, far too early for his subject material. But, at the time, reading his books felt like a taboo, like I was getting away with something. So of course I was hooked. I read classics like It, Tommyknockers and Carrie as a preteen, sneaking them out of my dad’s collection and the library like I was smuggling the most illicit of banned materials. As I got older, I took on some of his more ambitious projects like The Dark Tower and The Stand. I found that no matter how old I got or what stage of life I was in, I never ran out of options to return to the well for a taste of that unique blend of storytelling that only King can produce.

People will recommend King for a whole host of reasons. He is, afterall, a massively popular, bestselling author who needs no introduction from the likes of me. His advocates will bring up his groundbreaking ideas, his masterful use of suspense and his genre defining contributions to horror, praise his immersive worlds and the ambitious scope of his interconnected universe. But over the years, what I’ve come to really love about King is his perpetual place as a cultural touchstone. The massive and pervasive body of work he continues to create has developed a sort of timelessness that few other authors have ever enjoyed during their lifetimes. Hell, the man has lived to see adaptation after adaptation of the majority of his books, to the point that classics like It and Pet Semetary have already been remade during his own lifetime. He has reached a level of cultural omnipresence only approached by the likes of comic book heroes and the Simpsons. 

After I moved on from the wayward literary ways of my youth, I found King crossed all sorts of social boundaries like few authors could. People from every walk of life adore his monstrous creations, they are the darlings of literary connoisseurs, artists and blue collar workers alike. Whether they read the books or watch the movies, almost everyone has found themselves drawn to something that has spawned from the depths of King’s imagination. I’ve made connections that would never have been possible without being a King fan, discussed books with people who hate reading, connected with people half my age and double it, found ways to bridge cultural divides that seemed like gaping chasms, just by being a fan. Turns out that Jack Torrance and Pennywise terrify millennials and baby boomers alike. No matter where you come from, we all cry for John Coffey and we all cheer for Andy Dufresne. I’m not here to tell you everyone will fall in love with King’s writing style. He’s not for everyone and he definitely has his detractors. There will always be those who shun King for their preconceived perceptions, seeing him as only an author of mass-market shlock and airport bookstore bestsellers. His books are weird and shocking, often challenging and frequently off putting. His style is meandering at times and he has a penchant for frustrating endings. But if you’ve never tried before, you might want to try giving the old wordslinger a shot. Read the books, watch the movies, binge the 6 hour 1994 miniseries of The Stand with national treasure Gary Sinise, whatever suits your taste. Maybe you’ll find a lifelong source of entertainment. Maybe you’ll become a fan like me. Maybe you won’t. But as an icon of American Literature, King refuses to be ignored.

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