Plot

In an act of desperation, Clay takes a job as the night clerk of a bookstore. But, it turns out that there’s a lot more to the job than Clay originally suspects, including but not limited to clerking for members of ancient secret society slash cult. Oops!


Thoughts

Ah, how I love a good old novel about a bookstore set in Silicon Valley. The irony, she is ripe. The allegory, she is present. The reader, she is kind of a jerk sometimes.

To get down into it, there was nothing really wrong with this book. It was quirky, cute, and had a pro-reading ~lesson~ so why not say I enjoyed it? I ran through it in about four hours flat, so it certainly wasn’t a slog to get through. There was just … something missing for me that I can’t really put my finger on. Maybe it’s that I’ve seen one too many movies about secret societies affecting history. (National Treasure is my jam.) Maybe it’s that I’ve already read Ready Player One and this is the book version of that trying to make reading look cool. Maybe it’s that I’m cynical and old and starting to have a taste for non-fiction about how we’re all going to starve.

To cheer things up a bit, I’ll tell you that I loved the friendships in this book. They felt very real and young adulty, and I can appreciate that. To end on one last critique, I’ll tell you that the love interest was a total Silicon Valley manic pixie dream girl.


Verdict

Meh. I’m so solidly 5/10 on this that I can’t think of anything else to say. Might as well give it a shot.