Great to already have presents before Christmas. Got this one a few days ago from a very good friend, and sooo happy about it 🙂 This is the perfect Holiday read before the upcoming festivities. It is pretty „arschkalt“ up here in the North, torrential rain and gale-force winds are the best excuse ever to not leave the bed and cuddle up with this book that is a wonderful little gem for every book lover.
New York, 1919. Roger Mifflin turned his biggest passion reading into his job. Wouldn’t we all want to do that? In his small little second-hand bookshop in Brooklyn, called „The Haunted Bookshop“ you will always find him hunched over a book with his pipe and his cute little dog „Bock“ named after Boccacio. Books are his life, luckily Mrs Mifflin is pretty down-to-earth and takes care of the financial and food side of business.
Spooky things go on in the bookshop. Aubrey Gilbert a young man from an advertising agency hopes to convince Roger to spend some money on ads for the bookshop, failing that he takes a strong interest in Rogers cute assistant Ms Titania. Books appear and disappear in the shop and somehow there might be a German spy conspiracy behind all this. Or not ?
“There is indeed a heaven on this earth, a heaven which we inhabit when we read a good book.”
There even is talk about Bibliotherapy – who would have thought ????
„A doctor is advertised by the bodies he cures. My business is advertised by the minds I stimulate. And let me tell you that the book business is different from other trades. People don’t know they want books. I can see just by looking at you that your mind is ill for lack of books but you are blissfully unaware of it!”
This book will warm every book lover’s heart, so I highly recommend you dare to go outside to your own favourite little haunted bookshop and get yourself a copy. Then you are good to cuddle up with it on the sofa or the bed and wait for Santa Claus 🙂
“Printer’s ink has been running a race against gunpowder these many, many years. Ink is handicapped, in a way, because you can blow up a man with gunpowder in half a second, while it may take twenty years to blow him up with a book. But the gunpowder destroys itself along with its victim, while a book can keep on exploding for centuries.”
“The beauty of being a bookseller is that you don’t have to be a literary critic: all you have to do to books is enjoy them.”