Wow, you've got to hand it to Stephen King -- the man has one hell of a work ethic. He just keeps churning them out. And unlike some supposedly prolific authors, he really writes them all himself, in my opinion. With such an extravagant output, it is only natural that not all would be top of the line. Some would be so-so, and some would be duds. This novel is one of the so-so variety.
Finders Keepers is a crime thriller, with only a tiny hint of King's signature supernatural doings. It's not a mystery, like Mr Mercedes, with which it shares some characters, because the villain is known from the beginning. Like King's earlier novel Misery, it concerns a fan's obsession with a literary character, but this book is not nearly as creepy and suspenseful as that one.
Without going into the plot details, I would say that it is a bit contrived, dependent on some unlikely coincidences. As always with King, the story rushes right along and keeps the reader engaged, but this is not one I will long remember.
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