The main character and main protagonist, Clay Riddell, a striving comic artist, was leaving a meeting in Boston where his artwork for a comic called “The Dark Wanderer” (sound familiar?) was just purchased, when The Pulse happened.Ĭlay does not own a cellphone. King, usually a very descriptive writer, decided to give an almost synopsis-like depiction of the characters journey from place to place. It had a lot of explanations that played in later, but the actual events flew by almost too quickly. The middle of “Cell” was a bit dry for me. Lots of gore, lots of action, lots of suspense. This novel had a very fun, very exciting start. This 350-page novel is King’s unique twist on zombies. As usual, King weaves in a very intriguing story with some incredible characters as well as an extremely creepy villain, Raggedy Man. This signal drives the victims insane, making them primal. Who doesn't have one? Stephen King's utterly gripping, gory, and fascinating novel doesn't just ask the question "Can you hear me now?" It answers it with a vengeance.A signal known as The Pulse is released through all cellphones into the brains of everyone who uses them. There are one hundred and ninety-three million cell phones in the United States alone. But for Clay, an arrow points home to Maine, and as he and his fellow refugees make their harrowing journey north they begin to see crude signs confirming their direction: KASHWAK=NO-FO. There's really no escaping this nightmare. Clay and the few desperate survivors who join him suddenly find themselves in the pitch-black night of civilization's darkest age, surrounded by chaos, carnage, and a human horde that has been reduced to its basest nature.and then begins to evolve.
The cause of the devastation is a phenomenon that will come to be known as The Pulse, and the delivery method is a cell phone.
Why not a little treat for himself? Clay's feeling good about the future. He's already picked up a small (but expensive!) gift for his long-suffering wife, and he knows just what he'll get for his boy Johnny.
He's just landed a comic book deal that might finally enable him to support his family by making art instead of teaching it. On October 1, God is in His heaven, the stock market stands at 10,140, most of the planes are on time, and Clayton Riddell, an artist from Maine, is almost bouncing up Boylston Street in Boston.
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