It’s no secret that I’m a “Tower junkie,” which is to say, I really enjoyed the entirety of Stephen King’s Dark Tower series. All of his books touch on the Tower in some small way, but three books in particular (Hearts in Atlantis, Insomnia, and Black House) can be considered the main tie-ins.
I listened to the entire Dark Tower series (save The Gunslinger) on audiobook, and I didn’t see any reason to stop the trend with the non-series novels. Plus, Frank Muller (sadly, now deceased) was a fantastic narrator, and I relished the opportunity to hear more of his work.
Black House doesn’t make too many pretensions at being anything other than a Stephen King novel. Demon-infested cannibalistic serial killer? Check. Oversized enchanted raven that drives people mad? Check. You get what I’m saying.
I’m not saying any of that is a bad thing if you’re a fan of the genre. The problem is that I’m really not; I relished the amalgam of fantasy, science fiction, horror, and post-apocalyptic western found in the DT series, but straight horror just doesn’t really do it for me. Also, I’ve never found King to be particularly readable, just hard to put down. As I understand it, that’s a fairly common criticism.