"The house stank of decaying wood, old plaster, and moldy fabric. There was also an underlying greenish odor. Some of the furniture was left - ruined by time and slumped by moisture - but the fine old wallpaper in the parlor hung in strips, and there was a huge paper nest, ancient and silent, clinging to the ceiling in the rotting front hall. Below it, dead wasps lay in a foot-deep hill on the warped cypress floorboards. Somewhere, in what remained of the upstairs, water was dripping, one isolated drop at a time."
- Stephen King, Duma Key
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As I read this passage in my pile of summer reading, I wondered, "When has Stephen King been to my house?" I carefully re-read the wording and came to the conclusion, "Oh good. Not our house, he's probably talking about Stephen's. We don't have any cypress flooring; we only have old golden pine."
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You can visit Stephen's house here: http://www.darkhousequarter.com/ . Stephen is known for his hospitality. You, too, should feel right at home.
