So, I'm reading this

In conjunction with Kevin J. Anderson (Which I am starting to think is a stand-in name like Smithee, not a real person, despite the fact that the real person has been proven to exist.) Neil Peart (Yes, that Neil Peart) wrote a book called Clockwork Lives. It's a steampunk fantasy setting where a young woman has been given an enchanted notebook that collects the stories of people's lives. She must fill the notebook (By fun, steampunky, alchemical means) with stories of interesting people to claim her inheritance and find out the truth about her father's semi-mysterious past.

I'm about halfway through it and I'm really enjoying myself. The exact style of the writing feels a little... haphazard I guess. Though I suppose that's what happens when you have two writers of vastly different levels of experience collaborating. Not hating on Peart here, but he doesn't make his living writing books. The story is engaging, I sort of give a damn about the protagonist, and the world that the story is set in is neat and tidy (Not a lot of unanswered questions, if that makes sense) while feeling expansive and exotic.