On April 5th 1974 Stephen King’s epistolary horror novel Carrie was released. Written on his wife’s old type writer (the same he used for Misery) in the run down trailer that they were living out of, Carrie became his first published novel. It was the fourth that he had written, and it would have been lost at the bottom of a trash can if it were not for his wife, Tabitha. She fished the pages of the infamous shower room scene out of the trash and forced him to finish it. Taking her advice, King expanded it from a short story into the novel we all know. Thus the book was dedicated to her.
For those not familiar with King’s writing process (I highly recommend his autobiography/writing tutorial On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft), many of his stories start out as questions. In this case: what would it be like to be raised by such a mother as Margaret White? With the supernatural accenting the awkward process of a girl experiencing her first period, the novel features the eponymous Carrie White, an extremely sheltered high-school girl who uses her newly-discovered telekinetic powers to exact revenge on those who tease her. The fury of Carrie's tortured soul pushed too far forces her to destroy her high school, most of her home town, and her own mother. When you play with matches, you'll eventually get burned.