Stephen King's book, 11/22/63, was fascinating.
I knew it would be good but, really, it was great. I think that Mr. King may very well go down in literary history over this award-winning novel, 11/22/63. There were so many things that I loved about this book: the title, the cultural references, the literary references, the theme of regrets and acceptance, the concept of time, his references to his other novels.
It was so rich with meaning. As Jake said, "I am not a crying man," but I cried three times when reading this.
I haven't read such a good book in a very long time. And that's saying something at 800± pages.