“Tick tock, the door is locked.”
That is what the founding member of our book club was told twelve years ago when she tried to join a club that had already formed. Not to be deterred, she (we’ll call her The Reader) picked up the phone, dialed twelve or so friends, and a new book club was formed. Every forth Monday of the month—or is it the last Monday…I can never remember—we gather to discuss a book, drink wine and eat. Tonight, the book club will gather at my house, which will explain why this blog is brief.
I suppose most book clubs are basically the same. One night a month, all across the country, women—and men, too, I am sure—rush home from delivering kids to soccer practice or a piano lesson, drop takeout on the dining room table, spend ten minutes running a brush through their hair and strapping on a pair of open-toed sandals and rush out the door. At the hostess’s house, they pour a glass of wine, pull extra chairs into the living room and spend a few moments catching up. The younger book clubs might notice the member who isn’t drinking and congratulate her on her pregnancy. The middle-aged clubs might talk about slipping back into the workforce or the sad news of a divorce. The older book clubs might mourn a husband or celebrate a grandchild. And then they discuss a book.
This month, my book club is reading THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU by Jonathan Tropper. Having given the group a few books to choose from, they voted on this one and within a few days of that vote, the Facebook comments started flying. The Reader commented that she was loving the book. Then came another comment. I’m loving it, too. Another. I can’t wait to get started. Sounds like a great book. Still another. Just bought it. Going to start reading it in car-line today. More days followed and a few straggler comments came in. Thanks for recommending this book. It’s laugh out loud funny. And then, a mere two weeks after choosing THIS IS WHERE I LEAVE YOU, came the comment that illustrates why writers love book clubs. From The Reader…Just finished all five of Jonathan Tropper’s books.
Yes…this is why writers love book clubs. They read books, love books, share books and read more and more books.