Favourite Week: Book Clubs

Book clubs. Glorious book clubs. I love book clubs. I belong to two (technically three if you count the one on Goodreads, but I am sooooo delinquent with that one you can pretend I never said nuttin’ ’bout that one) and I love every minute of it. Even those scrambled minutes the night before when I am trying to finish a book in time. Or, you know, the five minutes before book club begins. I’ve never done that though. At least not more than once.Book clubs. Why do I love book clubs? As a reader, I love finding and reading books to read that I might not cross paths with otherwise. Plus, I love discussing books with others. And I love to talk about books too. (Shut up, Jean. There are others in the book club who want to talk too. Note: I have gotten better about ‘sharing the floor’,  just so you know. It’s simply that I have lots of things I want to talk about and ask others. That’s all. No, really. It isn’t all about me. It’s all about the book. Well, mostly. I mean, the majority of the time… Okay, I’m going to shut up now.)

As a writer, I love to find out what others thought of a book. Did they like it? Hate it? How did this part make them feel? The author broke the rules over here, what was your reaction as a reader? What we the slow parts for you? Where did you get totally engrossed? Etc. Etc. I learn soooo much in book club about readers and their fickle tastes. It’s wonderful!

Do you belong to a book club? What’s your favourite part?