Blog 1:
Stephen King's life was insightful, and entertaining as him and his brother made so many memories. Stephen mentions one memory one memory when him, and his brother were creating an electromagnet and accidentally blew out all the circuits on the house, and on the whole block. I guess this happens when you are a single mother who is working trying to support your family, and leave your kids home by themselves. But Stephen Kings's life wasn't all that good. As a child he was sick all the time, and missed a lot of school.
Blog 2:
When King's brother David started his own newspaper he brought Stephen into the scene, and made him editor. King wrote a personal, and obnoxious newspaper which he made copies of, and sold them to neighbors, and family members. King's newspapers sold really well, which I thought was hilarious because it was a creative way to make money as a kid. In his quest to become a writer, his mother was supportive, and even bought him a typewrite to continue his dream.
Blog 3:
When Stephen King wrote hurtful stuff in his version of the school news paper about Miss Margitan and explained that she was a strict teacher and was very mean. She would send girls home if their skirts were too short, but later on appreciated her because they got better jobs later on in life. This is comical because I'm sure lots of students can relate to his ideas about a peticular teacher at least once in their life time and have wanted to express there feelings about such a teacher, but maybe not as publically as Stephen.
Blog 4:
So I am sure when a pregnant women goes into labor she doesn't want to track down her husband, but that is exactly what Tabby Stephen's wife had to do. Stephen was at the "Memorial Day Triple Feature" with his friend Jimmy Smith, getting drunk watching movies. As the third movie started to play the announce, announced over the loud speakers that Stephen King had to go home because his wife was in labor. I am sure no guy would ever want the whole world to know that his wife was in labor.
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