The joy is in watching him undergo an almost Scrooge-like transformation. He’s crotchety beyond his years and immediately unlikeable. Fikry is a young widowed owner of a declining independent bookstore on Alice Island, Massachusetts. Actually, the book is a lot like that.Ī.J. It had momentum, and I just wanted to watch the characters living their lives, like a voyeur peeking into the upstairs apartment of a little indie bookshop. (I’d love to have someone read it aloud to me by a nightlight.) I didn’t really know where it was going, and after a while, I didn’t mind. Fikry feels like a bedtime story for grownups. Shame on me: It turns out she can actually write. Had I not committed to review her book, she’d probably be back on the shelf. And while the list of writing accomplishments on her book-jacket bio is nothing to sneeze at, she posed for the picture like a little coquette. Gabrielle Zevin’s seventh novel, The Storied Life of A.J. I tend to read the first page, as well as the author bio on the book jacket. Everyone has a little ritual in the way they decide on a new book.
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