Earlier this year I started a very informal monthly Book Club at a nearby comfy cafe. Some bring kids, some don't. Some stay for hours, some pop in. Some come every month, some can't. There is no prescribed book to read. Instead, I proposed that people could choose to do any/all (or none!) of the following:
- Bring a kids' book for others to check out.
- Bring a grown-ups' book for others to check out.
- Tell us what they've been reading (and discuss with anyone who's interested).
- Ask if anyone wants to read a particular book to discuss next time.
- Ask questions/make requests regarding books.
- Bring a book and steal a few minutes to read it!
- Drink coffee and stare out the window and ignore the rest of us and our books, silently seething and wishing the rest of us would just. stop. talking.
- Write a book.
- Eat a book.
I just love it.
Little She and I were the first to arrive at last week's Book Club, and ended up with half an hour to ourselves. I ordered a coffee, pulled out a few toys for her and put a new book on the table to show to our friends. I had a fleeting, ridiculous thought, "Hmmm, what shall we do while we wait for the others?" Thankfully I quickly realised I had the new book! The two of us sat on the couch with our books; she chewed hers and I read a chapter of mine and it was wonderful. I hope to spend many, many more half hours with her doing exactly this! (Hopefully less chewing / more reading on her part as the years roll on, but each to their own book-love!)