Christian White

I didn't have long left on my break and had been enjoying my solitude. Earlier that week I'd found a worn old copy of Stephen King's Pet Sematary propping up the leg of a table in the staffroom, and since then I'd been consuming it. I've always been a big reader, and horror is a particular favourite of mine. My younger sister, Amy, would often watch in frustration as I finished three books in the same time it took her to read one. The key to fast reading is to have a boring life, I once told her. Amy had a fiancé and a three-year-old daughter; I had Stephen King.