So, in what for me was quite a book reading blitz, I finished The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry in a couple days. The story of a curmudgeonly bookstore owner – or should I say stories? Each chapter starts with a short piece about a short story that has meaning for Fikry. I thought at first it was going to spoil them all, but then I realized I had read most of them, or knew them somehow. Fikry, always apparently cranky, became downright hostile after his wife died in a car accident a year and a half before the book opens. He is thrown off by the death of a book rep he knew and liked and is very rude to the new book rep. Shortly after this a series of events takes place culminating in him becoming the adoptive father of a two year old girl. And, a la Silas Marner, Fikry thaws and rejoins the living. This is hardly a new or surprising plot, but it’s quite sweet following along. The bookstore is the only one in a small tourist town on an island in New England. My favorite character was the cop who learns to enjoy reading. Not sure I’ve got too much to say about it beyond what I’ve said already. I enjoyed it and if you like charming stories of cranky booksellers becoming human, you probably will, too. But then you probably read it when it came out.