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Publisher: ROC (January 1, 2000)
Mass Market: 352 pages
Series: The Dresden Files #1
Add on: Goodreads
Rating: 4 of 5 stars
Meet Harry Dresden, Chicago’s first (and only) Wizard P.I. Turns out the “everyday” world is full of strange and magical things—and most of them don’t play well with humans. That’s where Harry comes in. Harry is the best at what he does—and not just because he’s the only one who does it. So when the Chicago P.D. has a case that transcends mortal capabilities, they look to him for answers. There’s just one problem. Business, to put it mildly, stinks. So when the police bring him in to consult on a grisly double murder committed with black magic, Harry’s seeing dollar signs. But where there’s black magic, there’s a black mage behind it. And now that mage knows Harry’s name. And that’s when things start to get…interesting. Magic—it can get a guy killed.
This urban fantasy is set in a Chicago much like our own. The only difference is that people are starting to realize those things magical and frightening things we thought were just stories were real and still out there inhabiting the world with us. And that’s where Harry Dresden comes in. He’s a P.I. of the magical kind trying to make ends meet when a big, black magic crime comes to light and the Chicago P.D. needs some answers that Harry is in the unique position to help answer. Harry has this dry, sarcastic wit that keeps the reader chuckling even as things go from bad to worse.
Overall, the magic and lore used in the story were typical, standard fare, but the mystery and Harry were interesting enough that it wasn’t a problem that this urban fantasy didn’t have some complex melding of magic and the contemporary world. Plus this is only book 1, so there’s more adventures and mysteries to go on with Harry in the future.
“Oh. Is this, um, Harry Dresden? The, ah, wizard?” Her tone was apologetic, as though she were terribly afraid she would be insulting me.
No, I thought. It’s Harry Dresden the, ah, lizard. Harry the wizard is one door down.
Cujo growled at me in the rearview mirror again, and I beamed at him. Smiling always seemed to annoy people more than insulting them. Or maybe I just have an annoying smile.
Have you ever been approached by a grim-looking man, carrying a naked sword with a blade about ten miles long in his hand, in the middle of the night, beneath the stars on the shores of Lake Michigan? If you have, seek professional help. If you have not, then believe you me, it can scare the bejeezus out of you.
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