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This is a huge rip off. A rip off hybrid between Harry Potter and the Chronicles of Narnia. At first the similarities just seemed like a nice tribute to both of those series, but Grossman steps way over the line from tribute to bad imitation without a backward glance. It doesn't help that none of the characters are particularly likeable. Quentin and his friends seem old before their time, suffering from ennui of life. And Quentin is the worst, never happy with what he has or where he is as soon as the newness of his situation wears off.
They are young magicians who can go anywhere and do anything they want as soon as they graduate from Brakebills, the magician's college they attend. Money and similar issues that non-magicians must worry about will never be an issue for any Brakebills graduate. But these young people are bored and need some excitement. Luckily a former classmate finds a way to go to Narnia --oops, I mean Fillory, which they all thought was just a place in some children's books. Now the adventure begins although they all get a little more adventure than they bargained for.
I won't be reading the next book in the series. And I would recommend skipping this novel and finding something with much more originality.