I'm having the worst time getting into The Eyre Affair. The premise is great and it's fun to play "spot the literary reference," (my favorite character name is "Millon de Floss," hehe) but the storytelling itself is painful, with big chunks of awkward exposition dropped in to take care of that pesky world-building. I'm about a third of the way through, and I already think I'm going to lose it if Thursday Next mulls over her own history in past perfect tense one more time. I've seen Fforde compared to Terry Pratchett and Douglas Adams, both of whom I've read and loved for years, and so far I'm just not feeling it. But I will press on.