Reader, I have joined a new book club.
I have written before about my book club experiences and had some very interesting comments.
This wasn't my plan as I was enjoying my reading freedom but somewhere deep inside my psyche I wasn't finished with book club. Chatting at a birthday party I got into conversation with a book and writing enthusiast. I found I was talking to a book club leader who so happened to have a vacancy. Sometimes opportunities present themselves and you have to be open to them. So I expressed my interest and have since been accepted into the group. And I am quite excited.
It all seems a far cry from my first experience:they are not afraid to find fault in a book and the members have a democratic voting system where each member proposes several suggestions and the group votes to select one book. Meetings are every 4-6 weeks and books are rated/scored according to a set criteria. The book club was originally village based but now some members live outside of the village. Most people know at least one member outside of the group.
There is a New Year meal in January with the first meeting later in the month; the first book is Ray Bradbury's Something Wicked This Way Comes. I am hosting in October.
It's funny how things turn out isn't it?