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I kept wishing this book were more like Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell so badly that it severely disabled my ability to enjoy what I was reading or even observe it in any objective sense. An okay novel that is damaged, I think, by its "fable" tone--the characters seemed unknowable, inconsequential. And I never could get over or forgive the name "Smokey Barnable."