Book 105: The Left-Handed Bookseller of London. Again, I read most books I see that are about books. This one is mostly not about books, it sort of fits into the Rivers of London type of "What if London were more magical?" genre only with fewer cops. I liked the bones of this story quite a lot, but ultimately I am not much of a fantasy reader and it felt too "dragons vs wizards" for me at the end (i.e. magical conflicts where it all feels kind of random) but a good book overall.