I very rarely re-read novels. There are maybe a dozen I have read more than once, meaning the reviews on this blog are the product of first-time reads, or a hearkening back from memory to pull what remains. But with Stephen King’s 1987 Eyes of the Dragon it’s too far back. Read in high school, not to mention with the mindset of a teenager, I’d like to think my critical reading skills have since evolved since, and as a result may result in a different view of the novel now. Inspired by having just finished King’s writing guide/memoir On Writing, I decided to add another book to the dozen or so.
I remember Eyes of the Dragon in a positive light—not as the greatest novel ever written, but as something interesting, dark, unexpected, and cut from a different cloth than the other King novels I’d read at the time. What then does my forty-year old brain, now riddled with hundreds and hundreds of science fiction and fantasy novels, think?