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225 pages, Kindle Edition
First published November 28, 2018
Our species is weird, also mean, beautiful, insightful, tin-eared, long-suffering, arrogant, smelly, distracted and above all weird. Or so thinks Elias Greig, who's worked for years in a suburban bookshop and seen all society's oddballs wandering the shelves. This book is a compendium of his tear-inducing interactions with people. It is a delightfully written paean to human idiosyncrasy.
Greig has a fine ear for dialogue, and a terse and witty narrative style. In a line or two he can create a vivid character, and in a page or two he can tell an entire story about them. His greatest gift, however, is his power of naming. Beachbound Dudebro and Dead Letter Bureau Girlfriend. Lord and Lady Indie. Stiffchin Punybeard. Old Pucker. Lady Cat Tree. High Pony Start-Stop. If Dickens had worked for Google, he couldn't have coined more ridiculous and appropriate monikers.
Greig doesn't try to conceal his own foibles. He frequently confesses his impatience and frustration. He has a particular sore spot for reactionary journalists and the poor benighted people who buy, if not actually read their books. But his guiding philosophy is tolerance and care and indulgence for human weakness. Henry Fielding might have made a similar bookseller, or Janet Frame, writers whose gentleness of character was matched only by their ruthlessness of wit.