About ODD THOMASSo I was in the middle of writing THE FACE, polishing page 345 of the manuscript, focused to such an intense degree that even an attack by a pack of wolverines failed to distract me from the keyboard (a team of out-call physicians treated me in my office chair: 124 stitches, a series of rabies shots, a procedure to reattach my left foot, and nine operations by a plastic surgeon to reconstruct my nose – all of which cost me only four hours of writing time.) Although the pesky – and mystifyingly hostile – wolverines couldn’t distract me from THE FACE, my ever sly subconscious mind – we call him Sub – threw me off my stride one day when, as I leaned back in my chair to ponder a story twist, he squeezed two sentences into my conscious mind that enchanted me: My name is Odd Thomas. I lead an unusual life.These sentences had nothing whatsoever to do with THE FACE, and I couldn’t understand why they should be running through my mind. Something felt so right about them, however, that I grabbed a yello