The Little Paris Bookshop

The Little Paris Bookshop by Nina George

☆☆☆☆/5

10/40 ish THE GREAT READING BINGE OF 2016
Travelouge Book Bingo
Genre: Fiction

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Books are more than doctors, of course. Some novels are loving, life long companions, some give you a clip about the ear; others are friends who wrap you in warm towels when you’ve got those autumn blues. And some…well, some are pink candy floss that tingles your brain for three seconds and leaves a blissful void. Like a short, torrid love affair.

This book….it’s a bit hard to get my thoughts in order. I had considered using it for ‘Translated Novel’ but alas, upon much contemplation, I decided to use it for the Travelouge. Not only is a journey book, it is a journey about overcoming grief, finding yourself and laying your demons to rest.

Jean Perdu runs a boat Bookshop. He lives in an apartment with a strange cast of characters and calls his job a Literary Apothecary. He prescribes people the books they need vs the books they want. He becomes connected to the lady Catherine across the way, and his heart of stone stutters. 22 years ago, the love of his life left him and he sets out to find her, the meaning of life, and gains ragtag boat mates in addition to his two cats. Together they learn that life is a metaphor, true love, and laying your demons to rest. They set off down the Seline River in the Bookshop Boat, Lula, on a journey of self discovery and grieving.

This is one of those books that made me think, contemplate and gave me a bit of something in return. It’s by no means THE BEST NOVEL EVER, but it’s definitely thought provoking. It combines love of literature, overcoming the inner subconcious, and taking life and living it in search of the meaning to this thing called living.

I recommend it to book lovers everywhere. It didn’t read like a translated novel and enjoy your trip down the river and Southern France. 🙂

Max had underlined certain sentences in pencil and jotted some questions in the margins; he read the book as it ought to be read…

Reading- an endless journey; a long, indeed never ending journey that made one more temperate as well as more loving and kind.

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