Just kidding. But The Voice of the Night is no more or less annoying than other Koontz novels, which seems to be the sort of thing I always find myself saying about Koontz. One book is as nondescript as the next, I guess.
This one involves a popular teenager who is also a murderer, and his not popular friend, who does not believe the popular teen is a murderer, then eventually comes to the obvious conclusion that he is, then must try to stop him. Also involves nominal love story. This is another one that Koontz wrote under a pseudonym and later re-released, so clearly it's not his strongest work. On the bright side, I read this at the beach and it seemed entirely appropriate.
And FYI, if anyone back home actually reads this non-sense that I write here, remember I will be back on Friday, so don't go out of town or something. Stick around and hang out with me!
Sunday, August 19, 2007
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