One of my favourite book series is The Dresden Files and that’s mostly because of how it’s written. Some books will gently guide you, hand in hand, through the story. Others push you into a big space and let you explore as you see fit. The Dresden Files puts two meat hooks in your nostrils attaches them to the bumper of its car and yells “Let’s go!” And veers off, swinging you mercilessly through the smokey streets of Chicago while stuff explodes around you. Leaving you dazed, flustered and filled with enough endorphins you could be sold as a supplement for heroine.