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A review by traceculture
The Lost Bookshop by Evie Woods
5.0
An abundantly rich and complex narrative within a narrative, this sweeping novel charts the life and literary legacy of an Anglo-Irish rare book dealer, Opaline Carlisle, and it plays out across Art Deco Paris, London, and contemporary Dublin city. It is a century-spanning, feminist awakening that is a tribute to books, to the dreams & desires of remarkable women, fearless trailblazers & silent revolutionaries, who've left an indelible mark on the literary realm. Woods writes with extraordinary grace and The Lost Bookshop is a lyrical novel that asks questions about what stories are told and who gets to tell them and points to an evolution in her literary orbit, where she prioritizes the matriline - from Opaline's ancestors to present-day descendants - and celebrates female agency and the fight for autonomy in love and life. The dual timeline pivots and intersects on issues of social justice, the pleasures of literary sleuthing, intimate relationships and visceral portraits of endurance and human frailty, intergenerational trauma, and meditations on identity and the text brims with literary references from Blessington to Bronte to Sally Rooney. Books have their own alchemy in that they exist on several planes at once, allowing the fantastic to sit in tandem with the everyday in this sharp, witty, and insightful novel that is evocative of nostalgia and magic spaces and is a must-read for anyone passionate about art, literature, bookshops, and the indomitable spirit of women in the world of words.