Our story
It started in a borrowed room with too many opinions
Interactive Bookscapes began as a Sunday reading circle. Eight people, one long table, tea going cold while someone made the case for a novel nobody else had finished. The arguments were the point. A book that could hold a room of readers for three hours had earned something.
When we opened the shop, we kept the rule: every title on the shelf has been read by one of us, and defended at the table. We stock fewer books than most bookshops, and we know each one better. The journal grew out of the same table — the notes and essays we wrote to win the arguments.
Today we still close early on Sundays. The table is bigger. The arguments are better.
