More Dresden Files
As promised, Jim Butcher’s Summer Knight, Death Masks, and Blood Rites, books four through six of the Dresden Files.
The virtues of the earlier books — great characters, increasingly interesting world-building, and incredible pacing — continue, and are joined by Butcher’s writing getting consistently better, particularly (and unexpectedly) in the direction of humor. It’s rare for “witty dialogue” to actually be witty dialogue without the scare quotes, but in these books it mostly is — and there are some genuinely funny laugh out loud lines that I’ll refrain from quoting only because I’m too lazy to page through the books and find them, and too considerate to spoil the joke for you when you get there.
Excellent — and addictive — stuff. And now, on to book seven.
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Unfortunately, you hit withdrawal when you get to the end of the currently released stash o’ books. For me, it was “White Knights,” for you, it’ll be “Small Favor.” Ah well, back to waiting for the U.S. release of Toll the Hounds….
I know! And the worst is, reading them one at a time later won’t be quite the same, because I won’t get that massive immersion effect you can only get from reading a giant pile of books all at once.