Well, I'm off to Maryland for the weekend, so I thought I'd leave behind a super edition post. It reminds me of when I was a kid and the Babysitter's Club or Sweet Valley High would release the fat volume with some kind of (usually scary) theme, and I would think: Score! Yes, once a dork, always a dork. There has been a whole lotta starts and finishes going on around here. I started the new semester at school (crowd cheers " Yay " in sarcastic chant), I finished Duma Key (crowd boos), and finished The World Ends in Hickory Hollow (crowd " Aws "). Duma was a great read. I don't read too many page turners, and this one was really great. There was just enough supernatural stuff going on to keep me interested. Say what you want about King, people, and I'll defend him with my dying breath. He is this generations Edgar Allan Poe. The man makes tennis balls scary. That said, and this is coming from a true book snob, the real genius of King's wo...