I thought so yesterday, after all, and I got walloped–ended up flat on my back in bed. I did read, between bouts of profound slumber, as Dean Koontz’s newest “Odd Thomas” book had just come out. I don’t read his more fantastical, end-of-the-world stuff, but I do love Odd, and the amazing predicaments he gets himself into. This one was a fast, satisfying read, but the poetic quality of Koontz’s writing, plus his razor-sharp sense of humor, are what keep me coming back for the next one. In my opinion, he’s a master craftsman.
So, we’re up to Brooklyn, in
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