Not actually a story. This is a collection of loosely-interconnected short stories about M, magician who gives no shit at all. They're entertaining enough to read -- this is magic, but of the sort that has John Constantine riding the "synchronicity highway" in The Books of Magic, not of Harry Potter shouting "expelliarmus!" at people; think someone who's just sorta generally lucky -- but a bit hollow. I dropped out of the far end not really caring what happened to M next, nor particularly interested in reading more. Urban fantasy, I suppose, but with distinct emphasis on the "urban"; everyone's grungy and constantly hanging out in bars and being unpleasant and it's just not that much fun to read about.