Monday, December 17, 2007

The Bookshop - Penelope Fitzgerald

I have remained true to my deepest convictions, I mean to the courage of those who are born to be defeated, the weaknesses of the strong, and the tragedy of misunderstandings and missed opportunities, which I have done my best to treat as comedy, for otherwise how can we manage to bear it?

Those convictions describe the foundations of this charming short novel. The lead character (some describe as the author) is witty, naive, corageous, and determined in her quest to open a small bookshop in a tiny seaside town in England. The characters and the town are very British while not unlike a Keillor tale from Lake Wobegon. Fitzgerald has a great ability to write in a slow relaxing style while making filling each page with passages which move her story forward.

A beautiful book for a rainy afternoon with a cup of tea.

The right-hand wall she kept for paperbacks. At 1s. 6d. each, cheerfully coloured, brightly democratic, they crowded the shelves in well-disciplined ranks. She could remember a world where only foreigners had been content to have their books bound in paper.
"Hasn't it occured to you that a building of such historical interest could be put to better use"
"Old age is not the same thing as historical interest," he said. "Otherwise we should both of us be more interesting than we are."

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