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Today I’d like to share a thoughtful blog written by K.L. Kranes about inviting an author to book club. Enjoy!
An official definition of book clubs: a reading group, usually consisting of a number of people who read and talk about books based on a topic or an agreed-upon reading list.
What most people think of book clubs: a group of women who get together and drink wine under the guise of talking about a book they’ve agreed to read but most didn’t even buy.
My book club: A collection of intelligent women who actually read and talk about books (we do also have wine and snacks, we’re not animals). We even have an official name, the Nightlighters, and a bookmark. (Check it out here. It rocks!)
Although I think my book club is special, I don’t think it’s unique. I believe there are plenty of book clubs out there bucking the stereotype of suburban dens where disgruntled housewives complain out their husbands while draining several magnums of wine.
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