11/22/63, Stephen Kings latest, might just be his greatest. Seriously. At least as far as mainstream fiction or literature goes. Yes, it is built around a well-used SF trope, time travel, but really, the portal to the past that Jake Epping is shown in the back of an aluminum diner is only the launch mechanism for this fantastic journey. There are no monsters here, at least none that arent human and little or no horror in the supernatural sense that KIngs constant readers have come to know, love and expect. Even SKs other straight fiction, Misery, Dolores Claiborne and The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon come to mind, had elements of the supernatural and/or flat-out horror. Not this time.