Posts Tagged ‘Dean Koontz’

I’m Melting! Oh What a World!


03 Mar

Tags: books, Dean Koontz, Fan Fiction, fiction, gothic, horror, Snape, Writing, YouTube
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Maybe not melting… at least not yet. The weather demon is still predicting snow.

Anyway, I just noticed something is not quite right with the horror writing, sarcastic, gothic-wannabe chick– me.

There are currently, no less than three romance novels on my bookshelf that have been read. They’re your dark, brooding sorts, and one’s a vampire, but the fact is, they are ROMANCE NOVELS!!!

wtf?

When I was a teenager I read one gothic romance. It was quite good, but I never could find any others like it, so I forgot about it. My next foray into romance novels was a Barbara Cartland novel. Thankfully, I still can’t go near those without wanting to gag. Honestly, the women that read those like they’re candy comfits have a serious problem.

Now I’m wondering what my problem is. I just ordered four romance novels from Amazon. Someone shoot me now.

Although, they are not the “bodice ripper” type, thank god! I’ll go jump off the bridge into the Spokane River if ever I grab a book that has one of those ripped shirt guys on it. Blech. Sorry Fabio fans, I think he’s a twit.

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He’s just dark and brooding all over. He needs to be on the cover of one of my books.

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He’s versatile.

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Count yourself lucky I chose this fellow instead of Snape.

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Mmmm okay… this one’s a bit too far over the dark and brooding line. He’s psycho.

So yeah, I’m reading romance novels. I still throw in a Stephen King or a Dean Koontz now and then, and I’m still going back to my adventure, Indiana Jones-type novels, but I keep buying romance novels and for heavens sake, I enjoy ‘em.

SIGH

Oh yeah, what else is wrong with me?

I’m writing fan fiction with kids in it. I don’t write kid stories… well, unless they’re evil little scuts that meet death on a mini-bike.

My latest story is a totally cute little thing, with a little kid (do you know how difficult it is to write a convincing little kid when you have none of the little blighters yourself?) and Snape is…. okay, I won’t call him cute, because he just isn’t, but still, he tucks Harry in and tells him he loves him. ACK!

I also can’t watch horror movies anymore. A Hammer film is all right, but Saw 2000, no. I don’t want to see ghouls, or zombies, or things jumping out on a big screen, I don’t want to see flesh torn up and buckets of blood poured everywhere… ICK.

I like those intellectual type films. Or the cool escapist type like Taken.

ANOTHER SIGH

Let’s jump, shall we?

The Odd Thomas Series


23 Jan

Tags: books, Dean Koontz, horror, series
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This wonderful series of books is writer by Dean Koontz. Koontz is a prolific writer and not everything that comes from his pen is perfect. Odd Thomas is sublime.

The first book is Odd Thomas and introduces us to this simple fry cook from Pico Mundo whose life is anything but simple. Odd sees the lingering dead who have yet to pass on. It is a secret he’s kept from almost everyone but those close to him.

Much of this book is devoted to building Odd’s world from his quirky soulmate, Bronwen (who doesn’t like her name) to his gun wielding mother, and the other people in Pico Mundo who love him. We’re also introduced to Odd’s ghostly and silent partner, Elvis Presley. It was at this point I nearly tossed the book. The last thing I wanted was to be inundated with the King in a novel. I’m glad I didn’t because Koontz brings a new side to Elvis Presley which brings a new appreciation for the man.

We are also introduced to the ghastly Bodachs, phantasmagoric shadows that feed upon fear and violence. Their appearance does not bode well in any of the books.

The second book, Forever Odd, delves more into the relationship between Odd and Stormy (aka Bronwen). As in the first, Odd is the narrator and guide through his life. But in this story, Odd faces a horror that nearly breaks him physically and spiritually. A madman rips the comforting rug of Odd’s life out from under him and the final page of the book nearly leaves the reader hanging, wondering if Odd will ever be the same again.

The third book, Brother Odd, finds that Odd has left his beloved home, his friends and all behind him with the exception of Elvis and Boo, his dog. Still recovering from the events in the second book, Odd has taken refuge at St. Bartholemew’s, a home for disabled and unwanted children. Populated by the innocent children, the monks and the nuns, St. Bartholemew’s could hardly be home to evil. On a silent night, when Odd is about to experience snow for the first time in his life, he sees three bodachs hovering around the children.

A fourth novel, Odd Hours, will be released in May of this year. I’m looking forward to it. I’ve fallen in love with Odd Thomas and his curious world and I cannot wait to find out what’s next in his journey.

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