This truly is an amazing work of narrative. I love the characters and the rate--two important elements for a mammoth book...for me, anyway. I also like its not-too-veiled religious symbolism and other doubts. My front-runner game is Larry Underwood's seek to prove he isn't a selfish person, but I am also fascinated by every scene with Randall Flagg and his cronies in Vegas. Harold Lauder is also a front-runner--I liked the bad guys, I guess...or the everybodies--like Larry--who perceive themselves as bad guys who want to change their practices. I finished this book while on lull at work. One of my associates noticed I was impression it and asked what it is about. I thought about it for a second--and after trying to explain it to my wife to no avail the eventide before--I simply said it was about the permeation and seduction of perpetual wrong. Those who know how the book ends hopefully catch my drift... MILD SPOILER... I really appreciate the uncertainties King takes--my bone dropped about five or...a hundred times during the last two hundred pages of the book. I know some don't like how many main characters are iced, but I think it takes a stacks of spunk to wipe out characters we've been impression about for 1000+ pages. I think a happily-ever-after ending would disappoint readers more.