I read The Last Bookstore on Earth and here are my thoughts
Hello, so today I am talking about yet another book that I had no idea even existed until I saw it on the shelf in the shop that I got it from. And the bookshop I got it from? Yep, Gay’s the Word down in London again. I don’t know what it is, but it’s something about just knowing where a queer bookshop is in London that’s easily accessible. Some place that I know I can easily get to and not be forced onto the overground to get to. Or, with the case of the ones more local to me – I say local, like they’re not an hour’s journey away – that have both moved in their respective cities and now I have no idea where they are. Anyway, the blurb says that it’s been a year since a devastating storm ripped Liz’s world apart. Haunted by the memories of those she couldn’t save, Liz holes up in the only place she felt safe before her world fell away: the bookstore where she used to work. Now she spends her days trading books for supplies and collecting stories from the remaining survivors who...