Dean Koontz - Long Fiction - 1972
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The Crimson Witch
Pub: Curtis |
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This is a short science-fantasy novel, written in the short span of two weeks. Koontz considers it among his worst works, and he intends to keep it out of print. A young man's struggle with destiny and desire in a post nuclear world. Jake Turnet's overdose of the drug PBT had opened the psychic doorway into a world where nuclear disaster had happened in a much earlier century - a world where sorcery had replaced science. |
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A Darkness in my Soul
Pub: DAW |
| "Superman - or Supermonster? Although he was the first successful product of the Artificial Creation laboratory - the government workshop for the production of new talents by tampering with the genes of the unborn - Simeon Kelly would work for them only under compulsion. And the compulsion the generals applied to get him to probe the mind of the thing called Child had to be the greatest. Because Child was anything but that. In that incredibly monstrous infant appeared to be the potential for whole oceans of inventions and an entire cosmos of total creativity. But Child was vicious, insane, and short-lived." | |
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The Flesh in the Furnace
Pub: Bantam |
| I'm still looking for a synopsis for this one, sorry. | |
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Starblood
Pub: Lancer |
| I'm still looking for a synopsis for this one, sorry. | |
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Time Thieves
Pub: Ace Double |
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From the back cover of the Italian edition: a man finds himself in his own garage, sitting behind the steering wheel of his car with the engine idling. He turns it off and gets into his house, where his young wife slaps him in the face. Where's he been for twelve days? What has he done all this time? Why didn't he call? The man is at a loss, he just can't remember, he's not even aware that he's disappeared for so long. Even the people who believe him, though, settle on the easy explanation of a temporary amnesia. As the clues pile up one after the other, though, the man starts to unravel a much more complicated mystery, and he tries to put back together the pieces of those twelve days that have been stolen from him. As he soon finds out, unfortunately, someone is not happy about this investigation. Who are these manipulators of time and mind, who are they working for? And who are they working against? Punishment or prize, does mankind really deserve what they have in mind? |
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Warlock
Pub: Lancer |
| "THE BLANK was the time, near-forgotten but for the legends that remained as fancies, when the Earth's crust shifted mightily, and towering mountains rose where no mountains had existed before. New coastal lines were formed, while jungle became desert, and desert and grassy plain became the bottom of the new seas. The old world was gone...but the legends remained. And they told of marvels hard to believe, even among men who had mastered the powers of the mind. The stories told that before the Blank men possessed marvels almost unbelievable; it was even said that the old people had conquered the skies (and, in whispers, space itself). Men like Shaker Sandow knew there was truth in the fancies...and then a would-be master of the world uncovered a trove of pre-Blank treasures, and once more the world turned toward all-consuming war!" | |