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A Novel Bookstore by Laurence Cosse is a mystery and a love letter to literature. The novel takes place in modern-day Paris, France where a couple of book-lovers create the perfect bookstore: The Good Novel. Their bookstore stocks only the best of the best in literature, chosen by an anonymous committee of authors and fellow book-lovers. It all seems ideal until the bookstore and some of the anonymous committee members are directly attacked, both in the media, online, and physically. The novel is wonderfully written with a passion and a fervor that keeps the reader on edge and quenches the thirst for a Good Novel.
Excerpt (Chapter 12):
She had just read his first two, All the Pretty Horses and The Crossing, and she was eager to read the third one and then share the trilogy with people around her. She blessed the sky that augured bad weather: by this evening she’d have finished Cities of the Plain. She knew she was about to spend an unforgettable day. That is how she remembered reading the first two volumes, the first during a train trip between Florence and Rome, only a week ago, and the second the very next day in Rome where to the exclusion of everything else she had only one thought on her mind: to find out who this author was and what else he had written.
Van was spellbound.
“You have just confirmed to me that one of the most fortunate purposes of literature is to bring like-minded people together and get them talking.”
Excerpt (Chapter 12):
She had just read his first two, All the Pretty Horses and The Crossing, and she was eager to read the third one and then share the trilogy with people around her. She blessed the sky that augured bad weather: by this evening she’d have finished Cities of the Plain. She knew she was about to spend an unforgettable day. That is how she remembered reading the first two volumes, the first during a train trip between Florence and Rome, only a week ago, and the second the very next day in Rome where to the exclusion of everything else she had only one thought on her mind: to find out who this author was and what else he had written.
Van was spellbound.
“You have just confirmed to me that one of the most fortunate purposes of literature is to bring like-minded people together and get them talking.”
