Nina George’s newest novel, “The Little Paris Bookshop,” is an ode to the healing power of books.
Jean Perdu has a way of finding the perfect book for every person. (Pippi Longstockings for pessimism and fear of miracles, 1984 to reduce apathy and gullibility.)
“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.”
However Monsieur Perdu has never found the book to cure himself. Perdu has closed himself off after a failed love affair twenty years before. When an old letter reignites long forgotten emotions, Perdu takes his Literary Apothecary, a book barge, on a trip down the rivers of France in an effort to find forgiveness and move on from grief. Along the way he meets a ragtag group of friends, and begins to learn to live again.
This book was absolutely charming, and I fell in love with is instantly. I definitely recommend it to any book lover.



