Reviewed by Nicole
Goodreads Rating: 3.5/5
I would recommend The Little Paris Bookshop to all those wanderlust souls. This is the perfect summer vacation read for those who can’t escape to Europe but want to; it left me in a Parisian world of my own sitting by the Seine River with a chocolate croissant in hand and then sailing down the French canals to the Mediterranean Sea. However, this book is more than meets the eye, it is French through and through, it is wistful and yet, woeful at the same time. Monsieur Perdu, the owner of the bookshop (which is actually a floating houseboat on the Seine) is a literary apothecary, he prescribes books to his customers, not based on what they came in looking for but instead what they need, “Perdu reflected that it was a common misconception that booksellers looked after books. They look after people.” This is a novel that delves into the journey of grieving as Perdu works through his own lost love. The Little Paris Bookshop portrays the hope of new beginnings, finding oneself, and the power that books have in changing lives.
“Books are more than doctors, of course. Some novels are loving, lifelong companions; some give you a clip around 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 in your brain for three seconds and leaves a blissful voice. Like a short, torrid love affair.”