Martin Amis's London Fields didn't get its claws into me at all. Started re-reading Stephen Donaldson's The Illearth War, but gave up; after three previous readings it seems to have nothing left to give. Looking for holiday reading in the bookshop, I impulse-bought Stephen King's It. Reaction so far: pretty good, but I'm wondering if he cut anything at all from the first draft. Only hoping it doesn't put me over my baggage allowance.