There was a point in my life when I never expected to praise Duma's author, Stephen King, but that time has long since passed. The caricatures of villains that populated Christine and Carrie left long ago and his novels are filled with pacing and focus. The pop-culture jokes and references still exist along with lyrical passages and meditations on the nature of loss, recovery and the creative life. Most of all, there is an emotional honestly in Edgar Freemantle's story that makes him one of King's most likeable imperfect heroes. Freemantle is never so warm-hearted that the reader can't see his relentless drive and how it alienated his ex-wife. On the other hand, Pam is never so negative that you wonder why he wanted her in the first place. Duma Key is, among other things, the story of when a good relationship between decent people goes bad, a far more interesting (and subtle) subject than the cliche of an abusive marriage. In Duma Key, most of the damage is created by decent people through a series of unconscious choices, turning a thriller into a tragedy. It is eloquent in regret and grief.
But those are the emotions of survivors and Duma shows that life goes on, whether we like it or not. Past war, past sorrow, past the death of their nearest and dearest, survivors continue on with their scars and knowledge of the past. Like the readers of an "undertow" book they emerge on the far shore of experience, breathless and uncertain about what happens next. And the readers turn the last page and blink in the remembered sunlight, their faces still turned toward the sea.
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