Haunted Books

Long day so far....

Had a general orientation this morning which involved signing in, getting a t-shirt, and eating pastries before getting the general run-down of the weekend.

Met with my short story workshop class--there are eight of us plus the instructor, which is a good number. The class works together well, though I talk to much and am sick of my own voice at the moment.

By the way, I am writing this sitting inside watching a tremendous downpour happening outside, which I mention due to the tornados that Iowa City hosted earlier this spring. No twisters yet, though I remain vigilant.

OK, so for our lunch break, I decided to explore Downtown Iowa City (which I also explored last night, but it's a different place during daylight).

I found an excellent used/rare bookshop, The Haunted Bookshop, whose selection reminded me of my own store. I even picked up some Bukowski for my personal collection, as he is rare to find used, except maybe at Powell's. Anyway, if you are in Iowa City (or driving through Iowa on I-80), definitely do not miss The Haunted Bookshop. Tell them I sent you or something.



On the way back to my workshop, I stopped at Whitey's Ice Cream, which is world renowned (or at least locally renowned).

Tonight there will be an open mic reading by workshop participants (over all the classes, not just the eight in mine).

A pretty full 35th birthday (yes, yes it is).