![]() ![]() The book opens pretty much as promised, with curmudgeonly literary bookseller A.J. For those of you who are not quite yet convinced, read on, but be warned that there are a few (very) slight spoilers ahead. If that sounds like your cup of tea, you should take my word for it and go out and buy this book without reading the rest of this review. What I found was something equally enjoyable, though entirely unexpected – a treasure for lovers of reading and heartwarming stories. ![]() It sounded as though it could be a mystery, the sort where a seasoned bookseller uses clues from the novels he loves to track down the thief that stole his prized possession, or maybe, judging from the baby in a basket on the front cover, a tale of magical realism, one in which Fikry came alive out of a book as an infant only to find tragedy. His wife has died his bookstore is experiencing the worst sales in its history and now his prized possession, a rare collection of Poe poems, has been stolen.Ī bookstore, you say? A rare book of poetry, you say? Sign me up! Still, upon opening it’s pages I was still unsure what sort of arc the story of A.J. ![]() Fikry’s life is not at all what he expected it to be. The jacket copy thrown around on the internet was enticingly vague:Ī. Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin with little idea of what it was about – but even the little bit that I knew made it sound like an intriguing read. I started reading The Storied Life of A.J. ![]()
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