"I'd just moved into my first home, a minuscule studio apartment, when I read Stephen King's 'Salem's Lot
. I lay curled in a tight ball in my bed, terrified there'd be a rap at the window (on the seventh floor), and I would combust. I'm afraid I can get completely wrapped up in stories and lose track of reality. That's not always a bad thing, though maybe it's best not to discuss what happened when I read Fifty Shades of Grey.
— Louise Penny, author of The Long Way Home