George applied the Page 69 Test to The Little Paris Bookshop and reported the following:
From page 69:Visit Nina George's website.He saw her before him in the hours and hours of the weeks following the letter, waiting for a car to pull up outside her house and for Jean to knock on her door.Touché. Page 69 describes the bracket of this book, the inner, hidden truth of the story; it is the break down of the psyche of my main figure Monsieur Perdu.
Summer passed, autumn painted frost on the fallen leaves, winter swept the trees bare. Still he hadn’t come.
He slapped his hands to his face, but would rather have slapped himself in the face.
And now it’s too late.
Fingers shaking uncontrollably, Monsieur Perdu folded up the fragile letter, which miraculously preserved her scent, and pushed it back into the envelope. Then he buttoned up his shirt with grim concentration and groped for his shoes. He tidied his hair in the mirror formed by the darkened windowpane.
Jump out, you vile idiot. That would solve things.
When he looked up, he saw Catherine leaning against the door frame.
“I was her . . . ,” he began, indicating the letter. “She was my . . .” He couldn’t find the words. “But things turned out completely differently.”
What was the word for it?
“Love?” asked Catherine after a while.
It is a sort of representative. But the important flavouring ingredients are missing: the humour, the books, the cats and the French air on the other 340 or so-pages.
Each book has its own rhythm, an inner melody. Mine is a Tango (Por Una Cabeza), with tears, passion, laughter, melancholy, jokes and sensual acts. On page 69 you will find the key to the book.
My Book, The Movie: The Little Paris Bookshop.