A couple of years ago I wanted to join a book club, but couldn’t find one in my area. The problem with the area I live in is not with
a lack of readers. Rather there are so many readers, as soon as one starts up, a book club will fill up quickly. Each book club I came across was either full or wasn’t at a time I could attend.
Having the combination of a desire to get together with other book lovers to chat and being myself, I eventually created a book club of my own. It’s how I roll.
It can be difficult work running a book club. You can be plagued by doubts, feel the energy you put into it as a waste of time, and that member’s could either take it or leave it. On the upside is when everything goes well and you get to have fantastic conversations about books, have a laugh, commiserate over a disliked read, discover new reading material, and, if you’re more of a socialite than I am, you’ll hopefully make some new book-loving mates.
Earlier this year I had to say goodbye to my book club. After missing four meetings in a row and problems with my health, I realised it was time to bow out. I didn’t end the book club. There were still members attending and even though I create things for myself because I can’t find what I need, I also want others to enjoy it. So when I left another member took over and I’m still part of the FB group. Continue reading →