The City by Dean Koontz an arc copy review via Netgalley
The City by Dean R Koontz
I received a copy of this book from Netgalley for review.
A few days back I read two bits of social media gold…ok not
really gold. At the time I figured the
one may have some validity and the other advice simply sounded ludicrous.
The first nugget claimed that a good writer tells the reader
something they already know.
The second said that if you want your review to go viral,
you MUST start of by telling the reader how this book made you feel.
So let's see. This
book, more than anything made me feel part of something larger. Not only a part of The City, rather part of
the soul of the world. Since I live across
the world (almost -- I live in South Africa) feeling so much part of the music,
I knew every tune mentioned. The
history, I even got the reference to the Japanese art at the very start…simply
everything, the world view. The innocence,
the fear. This book dragged me into the
story, kept me there and made me sit down and have a look around at my own
life. Now how can this then simply pass
me by…I can't, it did not.
I adored this book.
The Japanese neighbor introduced at the start of the book first only as
a passing character, later slowly fluffed out with not what he says or even do
but by the little art he owns. The fact
that I could already fill in blanks not even identified as blanks to this man
astounded me, it enchanted me and it made me wonder how an author can so
accurately give hints that a character got a back story much more intricate
than he ever took the time to describe.
Noah Kirk with his eight names in between and his friends,
all proves one thing - it takes a village to raise a child and if it is a
butter side down day, sigh, clean up and go on.
Tomorrow - or the day after will be butter up day. And remember
to call him Nicholaas, or Nick but never Nickie.
So that concludes the second nugget. Now for the first nugget.
A good writer tells the reader what he/she already knows.
Now ain't that the truth with this book. The story is amazingly close to home
sprinkled with a feather. The embodiment
of the spirit of The City and like this embodiment the city is a character all it’s
own. An example of this is, "it was
so humid that afternoon, the birds did not fly and the bees did not zoom.
The thing is about the first nugget….it should have given
one more sentence, while telling the reader what they already know it should do
it in such a fashion that the reader is shocked that their inner voice never
made the claim in such terms. And thus,
this book is not only good, this author is not only good (I have a love/hate
relationship depending on the book I finished with Koontz). This author, this book is amazing.
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