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Summer has finally arrived, so start making your travel plans. Intending to do some literary-themed vacations or road trips this year? Here’s a list of places where you can get your bookshopping, writing inspiration, and literary geekiness on:
From Ploughshares:
A while back we did a “Literary Boroughs” series of book-ish and book-y places around the US and the globe. Here are some destinations (in the form of a helpful itinerary):
Since Ploughshares is based in Boston, we’ll start off with our lovely Beantown’s rich literary history (in two parts here and here!).
Head down to Baltimore, the self-named “The City That Reads,” tour its many bookstores, and brush up on your Poe history.
Fly out to Denver, where there are some great book events and nonprofit writing centers.
Head up to Portland and visit Powell’s, home to over a million used and new books.
End your trip in Seattle spending time writing at the many (many!) coffeeshops.
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