Dean Koontz

Dean Koontz’ The Final Hour

I'm so looking forward to reading "Ashley Bell" but in the mean time I have to satisfy my appetite with a smaller novella. Following Last Light comes Final Hour, the second of two standalone eBook original novellas leading in to Ashley Bell, the highly anticipated new novel of suspense from Dean Koontz! that September day,… Continue reading Dean Koontz’ The Final Hour

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Grief can destroy you—or focus you. * Odd Hours – Dean Koontz Quote

Grief can destroy you—or focus you. You can decide a relationship was all for nothing if it had to end in death, and you alone. Or you can realize that every moment of it had more meaning than you dared to recognize at the time, so much meaning it scared you, so you just lived,… Continue reading Grief can destroy you—or focus you. * Odd Hours – Dean Koontz Quote

Dean Koontz

The City * Dean Koontz Book Review

If you are looking for a musical and enchanting book filled with a young boy and his mother (not Stephen King's Talisman) and with a few baddie characters and a lot of Jive and music playing, look no further than Dean Koontz' The City. As everyone knows, you can find a lot of colourful characters… Continue reading The City * Dean Koontz Book Review

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Girl with the Red Hat * Vermeer’s story from The City by Dean Koontz (Excerpt)

I most clearly recall what she said about Johannes Vermeer, as we stood before his enchanting Girl with the Red Hat. That story has haunted me for almost half a century. Why it haunts me I won’t say just yet, but soon. When Vermeer’s story comes to mind on nights that sleep eludes me, I… Continue reading Girl with the Red Hat * Vermeer’s story from The City by Dean Koontz (Excerpt)

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Waitressing can be a hard and thankless job * Dean Koontz

Waitressing can be a hard and thankless job, largely because it requires dealing politely with people regardless of their temperament or mood, even though sometimes you just want to smack them. You can always tell when a waitress likes her work. She lacks the slouch and shuffle that signifies boredom and grievance. Her smile isn'™t… Continue reading Waitressing can be a hard and thankless job * Dean Koontz

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Everything has meaning * Deeply odd

Not everything that happens during the day is an omen portending a good or evil development in the future, but everything has meaning to one degree or another, for the world is an ever-weaving tapestry from which no thread can be pulled without destroying the integrity of the cloth. The breadth of Creation makes it… Continue reading Everything has meaning * Deeply odd

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Although I am an optimist, my imagination can conjure countless deadly hands * Deeply odd

Although I am an optimist, my imagination can conjure countless deadly hands from any shuffled deck before the cards are dealt. I am, therefore, perplexed by so many people who, whether they're optimists or pessimists, trust any dealer as long as he claims to share their vision of how all things ought to be, who… Continue reading Although I am an optimist, my imagination can conjure countless deadly hands * Deeply odd

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The world is an intricately more complex place than it appears * Deeply odd

Although I know the world is an intricately more complex place than it appears to most people, although I understand in my blood and bones that humanity is a turbulent family aboard an endless train, on an infinite journey to shores that can only dimly be imagined by the living, I don't see signs and portents… Continue reading The world is an intricately more complex place than it appears * Deeply odd

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For all that great cities had to offer, they were nonetheless mazes of streets * Deeply Odd

Claustrophobia wound around me, tighter and tighter, as if it were grave cloth and I were being mummified. For all that great cities had to offer, they were nonetheless mazes of streets. Mazes could thwart and trap. Broad, open freeways offered freedom only until clogged with traffic or barricaded. Any neighborhood, rich or poor, was… Continue reading For all that great cities had to offer, they were nonetheless mazes of streets * Deeply Odd