Just finished the massive tome "The Glass Books of the Dream Eaters" and I can't recommend it. The post title above is not actually a joke - the heroine and heroes get captured with ridiculous regularity. And amazingly the author manages to make a plot involving steampunk and blue glass dream-eating alchemical books not actually that interesting. It comes across as more of a comedy movie, in which the too-many different bad guys to distinguish and the heroes run around in large Victorian sets doing the doors-and-hallway routine.
Apparently this is a best seller, which adds another datum for my "if you give the bookreading masses the permission to read genre fiction they love it because it's not another dry bite of literary ficiton" theory that started with the potter books and of course "Johnathan Strange and Mr. Nothing Happens in this Book".
To make things worse "Glass Books" is book one of what must be a trilogy, though it is basically self-contained. I started book two "The Dark Volume" and realized I couldn't take it, so I skipped to the end to determine that yes, the story is expected to continue from this one as well.