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The Little Bookshop on the Seine by Rebecca Raisin

Little Bookshop

Title:  The Little Bookshop on the Seine

Author:  Rebecca Raisin (is this a pen name??)

Publisher:  HarperCollins Publishers:  Oct 16, 1015

Pages:  384

Genre:  Chick Lit

Setting:  Modern day Paris, France


Bookshop owner Sarah Smith has been offered the opportunity to exchange bookshops with her new Parisian friend for 6 months! And saying yes is a no-brainer – after all, what kind of a romantic would turn down a trip to Paris? Even if it does mean leaving the irresistible Ridge Warner behind, Sarah’s sure she’s in for the holiday of a lifetime – complete with all the books she can read!

Picturing days wandering around Shakespeare & Co, munching on croissants, sipping café au laits and people-watching on the Champs-Elysees Sarah boards the plane. But will her dream of a Parisian Happily-Ever-After come true? Or will Sarah realise that the dream isn’t quite as rosy in reality…

From Me:  This was an ARC from Netgalley. All opinions are my own. (In the case of this review, I really don’t think this disclaimer is necessary.)

I’ll start with the things I liked about this book. Raisin is aces at setting the scene. She really takes you to Paris in this book. I also really enjoyed the focus on books and the bookshop. This is why I decided to read this book in the first place. And the cover is pretty.

What I didn’t like about this book is the predictability of the so-called plot twists. The main character, Sarah, well, I hated her. She was in a word, annoying. The typical female introvert who can’t speak up for herself in the beginning, but finds her voice in the end. The secondary characters were cookie-cutter’ish and again, their story lines were predictable too. It truly was your typical sitcom ensemble cast. Also, while I liked the scene-setting, there was so much internal dialogue that I found myself skimming it. Even in her head, Sarah was boring and annoying. I also hated her boyfriend and their relationship. It was just awful. Trite. That’s the word.

In the end, this book is what it is: a fluffy, sickening sweet, holiday, chick lit book. It really wasn’t a book for me and never stood a chance as being something that I would ever say that I loved. Even so, if it had been in a genre that I enjoy, the writing itself was lacking and I just don’t think it deserves a good rating.

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