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The Dark Arts of Dean Koontz
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There is no denying that Dean Koontz is a master of suspense. He has the art of drawing you in and building your expectations and then playing around with you, and then BOOM! Personally, I don't think Stephen King even begins to compare with him, and to think that I used to labor under the impression that Koontz was just a King wannabe, hah!
Koontz has become a reliable source for me to get my fix for pulp, and you know what a terrible addict Monk has become for this stuff, practically mainlining the drug into his veins. When I'm at the library browsing for my pulp fiction, if I find myself coming up empty, I know that I can stroll into the Koontz section and pick up something high-octane for my needs.
"False Memory" is no exception. It's already becoming a favorite, in fact, though I'm still early days into this thriller page-turner.
Indeed, the diabolical hypnotist is already in Beauty's apartment with his fist around Beauty's throat, thus concluding the chapter. See how he hooks you? It's going to be hard going to my "Israel" reading this morning, but I at least have that much discipline. Besides, I'd feel bad if I gave the whole day to Koontz. That's what the weekends are for, naturally.
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There is no denying that Dean Koontz is a master of suspense. He has the art of drawing you in and building your expectations and then playing around with you, and then BOOM! Personally, I don't think Stephen King even begins to compare with him, and to think that I used to labor under the impression that Koontz was just a King wannabe, hah!
Koontz has become a reliable source for me to get my fix for pulp, and you know what a terrible addict Monk has become for this stuff, practically mainlining the drug into his veins. When I'm at the library browsing for my pulp fiction, if I find myself coming up empty, I know that I can stroll into the Koontz section and pick up something high-octane for my needs.
"False Memory" is no exception. It's already becoming a favorite, in fact, though I'm still early days into this thriller page-turner.
Indeed, the diabolical hypnotist is already in Beauty's apartment with his fist around Beauty's throat, thus concluding the chapter. See how he hooks you? It's going to be hard going to my "Israel" reading this morning, but I at least have that much discipline. Besides, I'd feel bad if I gave the whole day to Koontz. That's what the weekends are for, naturally.