These stories feel both unfinished and extremely amateurish. Some read like they were thought up while they were being typed out, without a point and without a destination. “The Answer Man” was a notable exception, and had the makings of what could’ve been a good “Twilight Zone” episode during the Rod Serling years. Others (like “Laurie”, and “Red Screen”) were so startlingly incomplete that they read like a student creative writing exercise left in progress. King’s constant overuse of parenthetical thoughts interrupting sentences has been getting out of hand for awhile, but now it’s gotten absurd. I read these stories aloud to someone and the parenthetical interruptions were a chronic annoyance. This will be the last Stephen King book I spend money on, and I have read them all.