There’s nothing like a book club. When Dave and I moved to D.C. shortly after we got married a friend and I started one, and I’ve been in one ever since. It’s so important to me because I’m not the type that will soak in the tub at night and read. Or sit down and read during the day. No. I’m the type that will wait until the last three days and cram in that book every second I get…at the dentist, at the gym, at a stoplight while rushing a carpool somewhere, etc. BUT, I get the book read because I have a deadline and I love it. I love to be taken into such a different world as I read. I love to be soaked into a girl’s mind as she struggles as to whether she should keep having her life turned upside-down being the never-ending “donor” to her terminally ill sister (My Sister’s Keeper), or to be swept away to medieval times and wonder in awe about the bravery of one woman in Pope Joan…or to think about ancient China, and the customs of the time when women had to bind their feet in Snow Flower and the Secret Fan. Oh, and to be able to root for a homeless girl who overcomes amazing obstacles (The Glass Castle).
Books take me to “places” I’ve never been and make me think about things outside my little realm of changing diapers and dusting blinds and hugging my kids to smithereens. Which is all good, but I want so much to be open to the bigger world…to see outside my little bubble here at home, and I want my kids to see that too. I love to savor those last few pages of a book that I love. For really good books I will plan out a time to soak in the ending. No reading the end of those books while listening to my kids’ piano lessons or in snippets while dealing with kids fighting in the back seat on a road trip. The surroundings have to be perfect for that.
I love for my kids to see me reading. They love it too. When I’m in crunch time for book club they always want to know what’s going on in my book. I love explaining things to them, and telling them the story. And then each time they see me reading after I start the story, they want to hear an update on what’s happening next. East of Eden was probably one that they loved hearing about the most. A lot of times when they see me cramming they’ll pull out their books too and come sit by me, and we’ll have a little impromptu “Read-A-Thon.”
I have somehow found myself in three book clubs right now. The one I’ve been in since we moved here six years ago, a ward one, and a Mother/Daughter one. Elle and I have had such a fun time in the mother/daughter one (it just started a couple months ago). We’ve read most of the two books so far together. One will read and the other will do the reader’s hair. Usually I’m the one who gets to read while Elle experiments putting my hair up in all kinds of different hairstyles. I love it.
This month I’m starting anew. Book club was last week and Dave and I purchased the new book for the month on our date tonight. I’m going to turn over a new leaf and get started early. Can’t wait to get immersed in The Thirteenth Tale...