Confessions of a Bookseller: THE SUNDAY TIMES BESTSELLER

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The visits to people across the county to buy books is interesting in what people offer, think is of value, and why they are selling collections, as is the insight into what actually sells well, what doesn't and what did but does no longer; allied to this is the constant reduction of process and as such margin.

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The shop's place in Wigtown is well described, as we see the various life of the town interact with the people - and tourists - and see how Shaun plays his part in festivals and other's initiatives and events. For those people who think owning a second-hand bookshop in which one wants to have their head above water (i.e., be solvent, make more money than lose money) is easy, find some other business to start. I would have to guess that so many different businesses have been adversely affected by the Covid pandemic and I would think second-hand bookshops are one cluster of businesses that have been harmed. But I don’t know that for a fact…certainly there has been more time being at home, and so maybe book sales have been positively affected as this is a leisure time activity. Third, the plot was kind of boring, nothing different from all other books with a similar concept. Didn't have any stand out moments. Anyway, it's a cute book although it does get dull in spots. I mean no one's life is that interesting 365 days a year but his life is pretty darn close. I mean visiting places and looking through their book collections to buy, working in an actual store and reading actual books seems ideal to me. Of course she was an unreliable narrator, but that is soon made clear by her ranting and lies. I admit it was not hilarious but certainly amusing.Thank you to Goodreads Giveaway and Lake Union Publishing for providing me with a copy of this novel. Secondly, Fawn as a character I just didn't like either, I found her quite stuffy, boring, hard to connect with and just unkind to everyone around her. The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the sphere of suffering shared, and in this case extended to the death march itself, there is no spiritual or emotional legacy here to offset any reader reluctance.

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This is an absolute delight. Shaun Bythell brings to life the trials, tribulations and thoughts of a independent bookshop owner.

Inside a Georgian townhouse on the Wigtown highroad, jammed with more than 100,000 books and a portly cat named Captain, Shaun Bythell manages the daily ups and downs of running Scotland’s largest used bookshop with a sharp eye and even sharper wit. His account of one year behind the counter is something no book lover should miss. The authors have created a sort of anti-Book of Virtues in this encyclopedic compendium of the ways and means of power.

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Bythell remains an unwavering correspondent whose daily rambles reminds us of the joy in real bookshops.” Something of Bythell’s curmudgeonly charm may be glimpsed in the slogan he scribbles on his shop’s “Avoid social always carry a book.” — The Washington Post A heartening and uproariously funny novel of high hopes, bad choices, book love, and one woman’s best—and worst—intentions. The approach is in diary-form from 1st January to 31 December 2015 where the year starts with the shop, which is located in the Scottish town of Wigtown in Dumfries and Galloway, closed for New Year's Day. We gradually learn that Fawn is like all of us. Putting on a brave face, has issues with her past and present, and relationship issues with her dad. We have humour, cringeworthy moments, sad times and some laugh out loud moments along with aarrgh Fawn, what are you doing???He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.