Tonight at book club we were talking about "People of the Book". Given my recent cultural load I haven't managed to read it completely. I have been enjoying the book although following the discussion tonight I can see why in part it hasn't been as easy as I initially thought.
What is it about book clubs though that makes one feel on the edge? I am either defending my viewpoint or trying to defend the author. I find that I am at odds with most in the group at some point and then find that I am at the center of the main group at another. Odd!! perhaps not.
However the group is fun. The important things are dealt with- Peter brings the wine and we pay $5 and have booze all evening. He opens it and pours it for you- what more could you want! Well perhaps food? But that is dealt with too- we have take out delivered to Adrienne's 28th Floor apartment- a dishwasher deals with the nasty left overs like dishes and then we talk about the book and the books we have read.
And so tonight I am home replete- food, wine, conversation and my glorious painting is now hanging in the living room.
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