Today, our book club will be discussing its 75th book. We started in 2005. While the membership has changed over the years, there are two of us who have been there since the beginning. When I first tell people I’m in a book club, they inevitably ask why since I read so much on my own. My response is that while reading is a solitary activity, sometimes you have to talk to someone about the book you just read. Sometimes it’s not enough to have finished unless you can tell someone about what you just read.
One reason that I think our book club has lasted this long is that we read a variety of different genres. The only rules we have are no Virginia Woolf and no romance. Otherwise, members are free to choose what they like. We’ve read classics, Shakespeare, mysteries, “chick lit”, non-fiction and everything in between. Sometimes people pick books no one likes. Sometimes we pick books everyone likes. Most of the time, there is a split. But there is always a discussion.
Another reason I joined a book club is I wanted to expand upon what I read. I have always been a big reader, but have usually contained myself to mysteries and non-fiction. I wanted to read new and different books. Stuff I wouldn’t normally look twice at. I love that I have expanded my catalog and found some books that moved me and that I would never had read if it weren’t for book club.
I also like book club because I have good friends there and it’s usually the only time I see them. Since I met Mike and got married and have two jobs and Patrick and Felicity at home, I find myself having no time to spend with my friends. I barely have time to breathe most days. This is a guaranteed time that I can spend bonding over books, the sometime idiocy of our mates, and gossip about mutual friends. I know that when I get to book club, no matter the book choice, it will be a couple of hours of fun.
I’m going to end this post with a list of books I loved, but would not have read were it not for the seven other ladies who share a passion for reading.
Water For Elephants
The Secret Life of Bees
The Art Of Racing In The Rain
This Is Where I Leave You
Hotel On The Corner Of Bitter And Sweet
A Lucky Child
One Hundred Flowers