He once told me that an August evening was "as hot as three toads in a Cuisinart," a comparison that left me blinking two days later.
Dean KoontzBut once an idea for a novel seizes a writer...well, itโs like an inner fire that at first warms you and makes you feel good but then begins to eat you alive, burn you up from within. You canโt just walk away from the fire; it keeps burning. The only way to put it out is to write the book.
Dean KoontzFire, ice, asteroids and pole shifts are bogeymen with which we distract ourselves from the real threat of our time. In an age when everyone invents his own truth, there is no community, only factions. Without community, there can be no consensus to resist the greedy, the envious, the power-mad narcissists who seize control and turn the institutions of civilization into a series of doom machines.
Dean Koontz