What weirds me out is that there is such a difference between his early books and his later books. I know Mr. King has grown as a writer, too, but his books hang together with a unified 'voice', even though that voice has matured. With Koontz, the difference is night and day--almost like it's two different writers. Barbara Kingsolver is much the same for me; without the name on the cover, I would never peg the author of Pigs in Heaven or The Bean Trees as being the same as the author of The Poisonwood Bible or Prodigal Summer.