Recently, I have been enjoying Jim Butcher’s Dresden Files series for a lot of my light reading. In the stories, we follow the exploits of Harry Dresden, Chicago’s only professional wizard (he’s in the Yellow Pages) and full-time smart-ass. He never fails to find new ways of pissing off the citizens of this world as well as many denizens of the spooky Nevernever – a kind of parallel dimension where all the demonic nasties hang out. He is also often forced to walk a tightrope between his contacts with Chi-town’s mortal underworld and those with the Chicago PD (neither of whom like him very much).
“Blood Rites” is the sixth book of the series, and in it Butcher develops his world of vampires a bit more, exploring the White Court of vamps – a breed who feed on sexual desire, as opposed to the more traditional blood-suckers of the Red and Black courts. We meet some new characters, including a sultry White Court vixen and a bad-ass mercenary (who’s mostly human-ish), and we get to peek a little further into Harry’s bizarre family history. It is all set against the backdrop of a string of mysterious deaths (murders?) surrounding the production of a classy(?) porno film being shot in Chicago’s suburban industrial parks. However, those looking for steamy scenes should look elsewhere. Everyone remains clothed (mostly), and the metaphors remain quite tame and amusingly lame (can anyone say wizard’s staff? Ha!).
These Dresden Files books are fun, fast reads, and I hear they keep getting better (there are 15 of them so far). I imagine that I’ll be turning to Harry Dresden again soon for some solid in-between reading.
P.S. – There was a short-lived Dresden Files TV series attempted starring Paul Blackthorne, and we’ve watched a couple episodes – it’s pretty good. We keep meaning to finish the show, but never remember to – perhaps some upcoming lazy winter’s Sunday.