Saint Odd * Odd Thomas * Dean Koontz Book Review

Amazement is an emotional response, astonishment an intellectual one. This is the last book in the The Odd Thomas Series by Dean Koontz. I read them all and loved them all. I did not want to read this last instalment because I had a feeling. I knew that something was going to happen to Odd andContinue reading “Saint Odd * Odd Thomas * Dean Koontz Book Review”

Forever Odd * Odd Thomas Series by Dean Koontz

The heart is an artist that paints over what profoundly disturbs us, leaving on the canvas a less dark, less sharp version of the truth. This is a good, if quieter and slower-paced read than ODD THOMAS. We still have Odd with his dead-seeing power and his good heart that wants to help, even if itContinue reading “Forever Odd * Odd Thomas Series by Dean Koontz”

Odd Thomas * Odd Hours by Dean Koontz

“What is right is not always clean, and does not always feel good. In even a clear heart, some righteous acts of the harder kind can stir up a sediment of guilt, but that is not a bad thing. If allowed to be, the heart is self-policing, and a reasonable measure of guilt guards against corruption”
In this wonderful book, Odd Thomas goes against baddies trying to start a nuclear war

Brother Odd * Dean Koontz * Odd Thomas Series

Loop me in, odd one. The words, spoken in the deep of night by a sleeping child, chill the young man watching over her. For this was a favorite phrase of Stormy Llewellyn, his lost love, and Stormy is dead, gone forever from this world. In the haunted halls of the isolated monastery where heContinue reading “Brother Odd * Dean Koontz * Odd Thomas Series”

The Odd Thomas Series by Dean Koontz

Odd Thomas “The dead don’t talk. I don’t know why.” But they do try to communicate, with a short-order cook in a small desert town serving as their reluctant confidant. Odd Thomas thinks of himself as an ordinary guy, if possessed of a certain measure of talent at the Pico Mundo Grill and rapturously inContinue reading “The Odd Thomas Series by Dean Koontz”

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’™tContinue reading “Waitressing can be a hard and thankless job * Dean Koontz”

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 itContinue reading “Everything has meaning * Deeply odd”

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

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 portentsContinue reading “The world is an intricately more complex place than it appears * Deeply odd”

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