Book Review: The Bookseller at the End of the World, by Ruth Shaw

We visited the Wee Bookshops in Manapouri and met Lance, who painstakingly added up our book totals on paper and then counted the cash (no “plastic” in that shop). He somehow got us onto the topic of marriage and was adamant that marital promises should not be made lightly. I didn’t quite know what to expect when opening this book, but was shocked from the get-go. Shaw’s life has certainly been a rollercoaster — partly from things that happen to her, partly from the choices she made and the kind of person she was. It was a riveting read, but I was exhausted by the end.