365: The Reboot

I love to read.  Always have.  When I was little I would soak in the tub with a great book... and find myself distracted from my trace-like state by the frigid cold waters I found myself in.  That's how long I'd soak.  My sisters and parents weren't huge fans of this little habit I had.  As I've grown, my love of reading has simply learned to multi-task, where I now find myself reading 5-6 books at any given time (give or take a few).  I just love to read.  So joining a book club would make natural sense, right?  Well, that depends.  My experience thus far with book clubs hasn't been that positive... books selected based one person's literary tastes (which are often vastly different than my own), bland dialogue scripted from some "book club" question list found on the internet, and various personalities that oftentimes make for a hit-or-miss time.  All rolled up together, it more often than not turned out to be a bad experience.

To my great surprise, this last book club I joined was different.  Yes... the fact I hosted the group at my condo might have made all the difference from me... but overall we had a great group of women and the discussion was free-spirited and very colorful and engaging.  We actually all got back together last night to go see the movie that just came out based on the very same book: Water for Elephants.  Overall a great experience, wonderful book and terrific movie.