“Oh, please don’t…,” I wanted to plead with the young girl who requested Fifty Shades of Grey, in front of her mother, no less. But of course, as the director of a library, I cannot prohibit, or censor, the reading choices of our patrons. In The Little Paris Bookshop Monsieur Perdu, owner of the bookstore on a barge, has no such qualms or limitations. In fact, he possesses an unusual gift, in that he knows which book a reader needs to heal emotionally. So when he barks out a sharp “No!” to a woman whose husband recently left her, and refuses to sell her a book that she requests, I yearned for the same power as a librarian. In a perfect world, I would allow no fourteen-year-old girl to read trashy books.
While I chose this book for the cover that prominently featured a stamped letter and the word “bookshop,” (I am an avid letter writer and reader) it was the story that drew me in. An abandoned lover who can save others through books, but can’t manage to save himself? A woman who has lost any sense of self-esteem because of a bad marriage, who is “saved” by books? And then we have the character of the successful author who is filled with angst, unable to complete a second book. Even that letter shown on the cover is part of the story. Why would the bookseller wait twenty years to read a letter left behind by the only woman he had ever loved? And what happens after he reads it, and realizes his mistake? While there were a couple sections that too closely resembled the aforementioned “trash,” the author, Nina George, and the plot did manage to redeem themselves by book’s end.
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Disclaimer: I received this book free from Blogging for Books for an honest review.