The conclusion of On Writing didn't fail to impress me. First of all, obviously, King deserves some serious man-points for surviving that van accident. Another thing that really strikes me about King is that he continually reinforces the idea that he really does not care what people think. He tries to convey this idea to the reader, that one must have a thick skin and can't try to please everybody, because it will result in the pleasing of nobody. As King specifically said, "You can't please all of the readers all of the time; you can't please even some of the readers all of the time, but you really ought to try to please at least some of the readers some of the time." But what King showed me that impressed me most of all was his commitment and how he tried to show the reader that this trait is completely necessary. Google defines commitment as the trait of sincere and steadfast fixity of purpose, and if writing a book after being hit by a van doesn't fall under this definition, I'm not sure what can. King admits that writing can get insufferably irritating, but he regularly repeats that staying committed to the task at hand will produce the best results.
King's goal with this book was to relate his tale of how he became a writer, and provide some tips for aspiring writers. In layman's terms, King succeeded. I have proved this over the course of three blog posts, and King proved it when he said: "I didn't bring you all this way just so you could start up the same old shit." Fin.
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