The Lost Bookshop

The idea of lost is so prevalent in literature, but the way Evie Woods weaves this theme into the story of a bookshop with history as deep as the roots of a tree brought me to a place of childhood wonder. I loved the story told in parallel between our two main characters Opaline and Martha. To feel the sadness when they felt sad and to feel the joy when they were ecstatic was a journey I was happy to be on.

Though there were aspects of this story that brought me to a place of anger and upset, it was not with the literature, but with what the book said to us and showed us in the way women were treated in their pursuit of something bigger. To be bigger and better than their family name or the role assigned to them by their fathers or the men in their lives. This aspect of reaching and climbing to something grander than what we had or could have.

The three women who's lives we spend the book with are all relatable in their own ways and at different parts of their lives as we see their stories weave in and out of each other. One moment we are in Dublin in the past, chasing down rare books. The next, we are in Dublin in the future, solving the mystery of stories, The final, we are in Dublin, searching for the next person who would fill the void.

This book will live on, rent free, in my head for quite awhile and I am happy for it to do so.