The Book Shop

Upon arriving in Iowa City a year ago with my own library still boxed and in a distant part of the country, I ventured in search of not only a book, but also a place like my favorite booksellers of New Orleans. I thought this would be an easy task in a UNESCO City of Literature. However, the choices were few. I was not expecting to find what I sought in a little place called The Book Shop. But at the sight of its narrow passages, densely packed shelves and stacks of books, I knew the Muses were smiling upon me. I was home.