"I put off the last 80 pages for three nights because I didn't want it to end. Just go."

Eli and Margaux opened Shoreline in 2014 with two thousand titles, an inherited Olivetti, and a strict rule that nothing gets onto the front table unless one of them has finished it. Ten years later the rule still holds. The cat hasn't budged either.
— a small shop at 11 Water Street, three blocks from the drawbridge
Not a bestseller list. Not what the algorithm picked. These are the five we cannot stop pressing into customers' hands this week — with a note from whichever of us read it first.
"I put off the last 80 pages for three nights because I didn't want it to end. Just go."
"For the customer who says they don't 'get' poetry. Start here. You'll get it."
"Read this and then walk to the Seaport. Different museum afterward, I promise."
"The most beautifully written memoir we've stocked in two years. Bought a second copy for my sister."
"Five kids in a row sat with this on the rug last Saturday. That's basically a Newbery in here."
We host eight to ten readings a year. Small rooms, real conversations, wine after. RSVP at the register or call (860) 555-0119.
A small group — usually fourteen, never more than twenty — that meets in the back room the last Thursday of every month. Eli moderates, badly. Margaux pours the wine, generously. Newcomers are welcome any month; you don't have to commit, and you don't have to have finished the book (though it's more fun if you have).
April's pick: James by Percival Everett · May: The Safekeep by Yael van der Wouden.
RSVP for March 27The store is one narrow nineteenth-century storefront, twenty-two feet wide, with a basement. Here's the lay of it so you don't have to ask (though we love when you ask).
We are not trying to be the biggest bookshop. We are trying to be the one where the staff actually knows what you should read next, and where you actually trust them when they tell you.
Open seven days. We close early (5pm) on Christmas Eve and the Friday of the Outdoor Art Festival.