Of course I’m obsessed. I’m so invested in Harry Dresden’s character that I don’t think Butcher could do any wrong. Luckily for me, I’m in no danger of him trying to do so. I think I’m appreciating Butcher’s brilliance the more I read. It’s not just his writing that seems to come more alive with each book, it’s his knack for storytelling.
I have no doubt that this series is going to get darker. It has since the first book I read. And I love it. I love how Harry is constantly tested, how odds pile up around him, how beaten he is, how close he comes to giving up, but he pushes on.
In this book we get a few visitors from Harry’s past and boy does one of them throw you. The other one gives a few insights into Harry’s past and-------SPOILER--------what happened after he killed his uncle-------END SPOILER------. Just tiny bits of information, but tasty ones all the same. We also get to meet the Council and it was enlightening and entertaining.
I’m not going to make this review long. If you’ve followed along this far, either you’ve decided to pick up the books or not. If you have, you’re in for a treat. I think instead I’ll just fangirl over Butcher. He truly has a knack for storytelling. He can unravel a plot slowly yet have you ensnared after the first book. He can maintain Harry’s humor when things look bleak without breaking down the intensity of the scene. He can spout descriptions that make you sure you’re feeling what Harry does. His prose might not be poetic, but it slips me into a reading trance to the point I lose track of time, meals, and showers. It’s comforting, like a blanket and hot chocolate on a cold day. I’m lost when in his world. I’ve come to trust him to deliver me a wonderfully entertaining story that I can’t put down, to make me laugh out loud in every book, and to make me tear up or ache in sympathy with his characters. He’s just a damn good writer.
So there you have it. I’m obsessed.