I woke up this morning to go to the gym and it was pouring down rain. This did not help my motivation, which took another blow when my beloved informed me (through barely open lips and closed eyes) that he was not coming. He had not fallen asleep until well after 2 am. He was sleepy. Besides, it was raining. With that final proclamation, he pulled my abandoned pillow over his head and resumed snoring.
Anyway. I went. I got wet but at least I went.
One member may push for John Updike, while everyone else is set on John Grisham. One person wants to have a glass of wine and talk about the book, while everyone else wants to get drunk and talk about their spouses. “There are all these power struggles about what book gets chosen,” Ms. Burg said. Then come the complaints: “It’s too long, it’s too short, it’s not literary enough, it’s too literary … ”