All Work and No Play

I took the liberty of publishing Jack Torrance's manuscript. The original was given to me by my uncle who worked at the Overlook Hotel in Colorado in the 70s and met Jack Torrance and his family before the tragic events we all know. I edited it, fixed it, made a few cuts, without distorting the concept. To be fair, the author should be the hotel itself, not Jack. That place has a soul of its own. Kubrick, King were very good at fictionalizing the events and Nicholson was great in The Shining. I specify that the interior is composed of a single sentence, THE MORNING HAS GOLD IN IT'S MOUTH, which repeats itself obsessively for more than 100 pages. Every now and then I pick up the original manuscript and leaf through it. It still gives me the creeps. I hope it does the same to you too.