Found 304 results for "Peter Straub"
by Peter Straub
One day early in October Frederick Hawthorne, a seventy-year-old lawyer who had lost very little to the years, left his ...
by Stephen King, Peter Straub
ON SEPTEMBER 15th, 1981, a boy named Jack Sawyer stood where the water and land come together, hands in the pockets of h...
by Stephen King, Peter Straub
Right here and now, as an old friend used to say, we are in the fluid present, where clear-sightedness never guarantees ...
by Peter Straub
The little blond girl, about nine or ten-Kate's age-and enough like Kate to make Julia feel dizzy, ran floating up from ...
by Peter Straub
About 9:45 on a Wednesday morning early in a rain-drenched September, a novelist named Timothy Underhill gave up, in mor...
by Peter Straub
One June day in the mid-fifties Tom Pasmore, a ten-year-old boy with skin as golden as if he had been born with a good f...
by Peter Straub
AT THREE O'CLOCK in the morning, a woman named Nora Chancel, soon to be lost, woke up from the usual nightmares with the...
by Peter Straub, Don Spiro
May 17, 1980; a wonderful day, you would have said if you lived in Patchin County.
by Peter Straub, Patrick Lawlor
On stifling summer day the two youngest of the five Beevers children, Harry and Little Eddie, were sitting on cane-backe...
by Peter Straub, Patrick Lawlor
AN ALCOHOLIC HOMICIDE DETECTIVE in my hometown of Millhaven, Illinois, William Damrosch, died to ensure, you might say, ...