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Size: 20x20x20; 558 clean, unmarked, tight pages; light soiling on upper edge of textblock; cover is clean and sturdy; very light shelf and corner wear on dust jacket.

Very Good Hardcover with Very Good dustjacket.

2019.

G. P. Putnam's Sons, 1987-11-10. Hardcover. Like New/Dust jacket in mylar protective .

Clean, has a good binding, no marks or notations, top edge has moderate foxing, hard cover and pages are in great condition, dust jacket has moderate wear. LF.

Copyright page has the full number line 1-10 with the wording "Permissions to Come" underneath. clean and tight, book is near fine jacket is vg+not price clipped.

The chance discovery of a ship buried underground for millions of years transforms the inhabitants of a New England town into one evil, homicidal entity. First edition, second state, with a full 1 through 10 number line but without the "permissions to come" statement printed beneath as a true first printing would have. This copy features the author's name in red, though it should be noted that both the red and the gold versions are equally desirable. Aside from some browning to the pages and textblock edges, this is a very clean copy with no writing, marks, underlining, or bookplates. No remainder marks. Not an ex-library copy. Spine is tight and crisp. Corners are square, and the boards are flat and true with minimal wear. Dust jacket is unfortunately price-clipped and has a 1" tear with associated creasing in the back cover that is mirrored in the rear jacket flap. The jacket also has some scratching on the back cover, some browning to the flaps, and some bumping to the corners but otherwise shows only minor edge wear/scuffing. The red lettering on the front cover, which can be quite worn on these books, is in beautiful condition with only very slight rubbing to the letter "S." This collectible, very good+/very good, first edition/second printing copy is protected with an archival mylar dust jacket cover. Satisfaction guaranteed!

Permissions to Come. BOOK: Corners, Spine Bumped; Light Shelf Rub to Boards; Edges Lightly Soiled; Pages 33-64 Yellowed by Comparison to All Others (Aging of Publishers' Choice of Paper). DUST JACKET: Colouring Distorted in Lettering of Author's First Name (Publication Flaw); Lightly Chipped; In Archival Quality Jacket Cover. SYNOPSIS: Late last night and the night before, Tommyknockers, Tommyknockers, Knocking at the door. I want to go out, don't know if I can, 'cause I'm so afraid Of the Tommyknocker man. It begins with nothing more frightening than a nursery rhyme; yet in Stephen King's hands it becomes an unforgettable parable of dread, a threat from an unimaginable darkness that drags the practical inhabitants of a New England village into a hell worse than their own most horrible nightmares...and yours. It begins with a writer named Roberta Anderson, looking for firewood in the forest that stretches behind her house. Bobbi stumbles over three inches of metal, which unusually heavy spring runoff has left sticking out of the soil A logger's beer can, she thinks at first, but "the metal was as solid as mother-rock." It begins with Bobbi's discovery of the ship in the earth, a ship buried for millions of years, but still vibrating faintly, still humming with some sort of life...faint...weak...but still better left alone. Bobbi then begins to dig-tentatively at first, then compulsively-and is joined by her old friend (and onetime lover), Jim Gardener. Aided by a weirdly advanced technology, their excavation proceeds apace. And as they uncover more and more of an artefact both familiar and so unbelievable it is almost beyond comprehension, the inhabitants of Haven start to change. There is the new hot-water heater in Bobbi's basement-a hot-water heater that apparently runs on flashlight batteries. The vengeful housewife who learns of her husband's affair...from a picture of Jesus on top of her TV, a picture that begins to talk. Not to mention the ten-year-old magician who makes his little brother disappear...for real. The townspeople of Haven are "becoming"-being welded into one organic, homicidal, and fearsomely brilliant entity in fatal thrall to the Tommyknockers. In this riveting, nightmarish story, Stephen King has given us his tautest, most terrifying novel to date. And the next time someone raps at your door, you may want to keep the chain on. It just might be the Tommyknocker Man.