I couldn't actually finish it. It's been sitting in my queue forever. I even abandoned it, felt guilty for abandoning such an easy read, picked it up again, and read for about 30 pages before I realized I'd already read those 30 pages a month ago. I can't really blame the author; they had the thankless task of writing a bridge novel where nothing of substance could actually happen, but it's amazing how much nothing happens in this book.
Oof. Philip Glass would say this book was too repetitive. I've only tried two of the Dresden Files books (it was recommended that I skip the second one) but I think they're not for me. I figured they'd continue to be super corny and dated but imaginative and fun, but then this one stopped being fun about a quarter of the way through, once it became clear the story was just going in frustrating circles. I've listened to the audiobook for both, and James Marsters does a fantastic job, almost enough to redeem them (even if it's annoying how he pronounces “rune” and “drown”), but not quite.