Gripping tale in which Manchester relates the horrors he faced as a Marine on several Pacific islands. The chapters leapfrog between narrative accounts of his personal battles and chapters in which he returns to each of the islands to slowly defeat the inner darkness the memories caused him for decades.
One of the prequels to the Dune saga written by Herbert's son and Kevin Anderson. I am a fan of all the prequels. If they do not quite match up to the originals they are well enough written that had the original never existed they would certainly have been published on their own.
Probably THE book to have if you can only afford one for your writing library. Donald succeeds in demonstrating pretty exactly what makes a breakout novel different from any other novel and what you must do to attain that goal.
Just when I thought, "Wow, Stephie, you've got your old touch back. You must have been reading new Dean Koontz' stuff," I reached the end and flung the book across the room. That's it for me. S.K won't be sucking me into any more fiction in which he leaves the reader to decide the ending. That isn't 'literary' writing. It's just laziness.
If you're tired of wishy washy, touchy feely vampires ala Rice, read any of the Necroscope novels. Lumley's vamps are evil with a capital E, and he gives the best explanation of where vampires came from and what causes vampirism I've ever come across.
McCammon version of The Stand. A weird, apocalyptic thriller worth rereading. I found it gripping. I just wish he had ended it better. The final pages felt as though he had written himself into a corner and needed to trash a few characters he hadn't realized he needed to do away with until then.