I’m a late comer to book clubs, however. When they first gained traction in my community, I was busy with little kids and a critique group that met weekly. My husband worked a couple of nights a week. I didn’t feel I should take more time away from home. But as my kids got older, I felt freer to leave them and now I’m a happy member of a long-established group.
Last night was book club night and we actually discussed the book quite a bit (something not always true…it was Crooked Letter, Crooked Letter by Tom Franklin). I admit that when we read an actual Jane Austen title a couple of months back, Emma, that not everyone could get through her and we spent more time than usual chatting about our families and work, etc. But isn’t that part what makes book club so pleasurable? As women, we rarely make enough time for ourselves and whether we talk metaphor or how our mothers are aging…well, both are important. So I’m so glad I finally joined.
What about you? Do you participate in a book club? If so, can you recommend any reads (even if you’re not in a book club!). Up next for us is The Murderer’s Daughters by Randy Susan Meyers.