We've had a good run of completely mindless entertainment you and I, but I think that it's time we broke up. I mean sure, we've always had our problems, and for the last eight or so books you've been a complete hot mess. Still there were enough kernels of entertainment buried in between the increasingly sloppy writing and inconsistent characterization that while I refused to shell out anymore money to actually buy your books, I would occasionally pick one up from the library.
But a few weeks ago when I went to the library, I saw your latest incarnation "Changes" on the shelf, and after cringing at the amazingly lame title that would be more appropriate to say, a Judy Blume book, I opened up and saw this blurb on the jacket cover:
( Cut for minor spoilers for Jim Butcher's Dresden Files series, if you know, you actually want to read them, which I don't actually recommend. )
But a few weeks ago when I went to the library, I saw your latest incarnation "Changes" on the shelf, and after cringing at the amazingly lame title that would be more appropriate to say, a Judy Blume book, I opened up and saw this blurb on the jacket cover:
( Cut for minor spoilers for Jim Butcher's Dresden Files series, if you know, you actually want to read them, which I don't actually recommend. )