Updated: Jan 6, 2019
I have joined a new book club.
Last summer I walked to a beautiful apartment building as I was on a home search, and I met one of the residents quite by accident. She was coming out to read.
We sat for a few moments and then she invited me in for tea and we sat and talked for two hours. This was a wonderful, serendipitous moment. She invited me to join their book club, a 17 year long group.
I heartily accepted, and joined the group for the next book. At that meeting we decided to read a South American author next and finally I listened to One Hundred Years of Solitude.
There is a great new list, and this weekend we are meeting Miriam Toews. Her novel, Women Talking, is one of the most terrific books I have read. A powerhouse of humor and strength, I read the novel slowly, taking breaks to savour the words. Each time I laughed, I reveled in someone being able to bring a whole soul.
When I attempted to get the book at the library, I was informed there were 800 holds. So I bought the book. More later.
I have found that this group is so effervescent, so enamoured. Wise, strong, women.