A review by librariann
The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry by Gabrielle Zevin

4.0

"You read Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow?" my coworker asked the other day. "YES!!!" "We have to talk about it, I LOVED IT!" says she. "ME TOO," says I. "Have you read AJ Fikry?" "Not yet!" "YOU MUST!"

(The whole conversation was very effusive and capslocky, as rendered)

And then, like kismet, I found a like-new condition paperback for a dollar at the Friends Book Sale. "Surely, this is a sign," thought I. "I must make this my next read, in spite of everything else that I am currently attempting to start and/or complete."

So I did.

The result? Take that, every other book that I have gotten anywhere from 10-47% done with! I have found a book to usurp you, a book that merits staying up late to finish, a book that panders to librarians and English majors and book lovers everywhere.

NGL, it was more than a little twee. I'd call it Zevin's take on the uplifting depressed curmudgeon genre (see: A Man Called Ove). The book includes:
Spoilertragic unexpected death and suicide and abandoned baby and infidelity and fake memoirs and cancer
and all of those genre-cliches that the main character must overcome to Find Happiness. Yet it was also so, so lovely. It was full of love for storycraft and books and the people who love those things. Like all books in the genre, it's made to toy with your emotions. But it was also just so SATISFYING to read.

I feel like you have to read it as a little tongue in cheek, because if you're reading it seriously, then you are the sap who unironically loves The Midnight Library, and I just...can't be that sap. Even if I did love The House in the Cerulean Sea and Life of Pi.

File under: unapologetically charmed.