Why does it seem that I can't read one book at a time? I'm doing my usual trick of reading 3 at once. I don't start out to do that, but books have a way of showing up for me in groups. Sometime this is by my own design when I go on a binge at Amazon.com. Other times the universe delivers them through various sources and they all want to be read at once. Today its "Brother Odd" by Dean Koontz, "My Life as a Psychic" by Chris Defresne (son of Sylvia Browne), and "Awakening at Midlife" by Kathleen A. Brehony. "Brother Odd" is the third book in this series by Koontz ("Odd Thomas", "Forever Odd", and now "Brother Odd"). Odd Thomas is a young man who works as a fry cook in a desert town and has the ability to see dead people who haven't crossed over. He is "haunted" by Elvis Presley and always seems to attract villians that have an element of the supernatural about them. I'm a long time fan of Mr. Koontz, but I particularly like the hopeful bend that has begun to show up in his recent works. The stories are not quite so dark.
"Awakening at Midlife" is about mid-life transitions. I'll give more about it when I get further into the book. I might be a little late in reading this, or really optimistic to think that at 60 I'm at the mid-point.
Yes I know that my eclectic reading tastes border on the bizarre. What can I say?
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