Have been reading another Jasper Fforde, Lost in a Good Book, which is another fanciful literary thriller. The heroine, Thursday Next, has a slightly wild existence, which I guess is fair enough when you go home one evening and find that your husband has been killed thirty years before (in an accident when he was two months old) in a parallel universe and nobody has any memories of him except you - he simply no longer exists. If this sounds like sci-fi, it's not. It is an engaging literary fantasy - and to get her husband back, Thursday - has to release a criminal who is imprisoned in Edgar Allen Poe's The Raven, as his gang have the key to her husband's release.
She has lots of adventures, including going into great Expectations to correct an error that Dickens made, meeting and working with Miss Havisham , who has a penchant (outside her own novel, of course) for driving fast cars very dangerously! It's very amusing, full of little touches and nice language which keep you amused, and is excellent train or plane reading.
A couple of examples to give you a flavour - two very junior operatives in the literary intelligence agency are called Kannon and Foddre, and when they're killed on duty, they're replaced by Lamb and Slaughter; when catching the gravitube through the centre of the earth to Sydney, the bored announcer apologises that the schedule is running late, and also apologises that, due to an unforeseen clerical error, there will be a delay in providing an excuse. The Crimean War is still going on, Swindon is where it's at, cool and trendy, and the big sport is croquet, whose practitioners are mega-personalities. It's really quite high class nonsense!