Showing posts with label Edgar Allen Poe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Edgar Allen Poe. Show all posts
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Your heart belongs to me, by Dean Koontz
This man writes literary symphonies. I love the way he uses language; I always know I'm going to read words I don't understand, and be carried away with the subtext of feelings that his words generate. The main character needs a heart transplant, he discovers after an episode leaves him weak while surfing. Although he's a young retired software genius, his money can't buy him a higher slot on the waiting list. This is a story of growing up, coming to terms with mortality, the underworld of organ selling, dreams, and Edgar Allen Poe.
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heart transplant,
Koontz,
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