Book Club Discussion Questions の小説・ストーリー

“In fact, with Gunnar and Henrik, I actually threw them into the lake on more than one occasion for trying to hit on me, both before and especially after Nigel.” Her tone indicated that she found those memories as amusing as they were exasperating. The ire of her teenage years bubbled up for just an instant before she shrugged it off. “And now I don’t like those two. I think next month’s book club will focus entirely on mxm. They get queasy when there are gay sex scenes in a book, probably because it makes them too aware of how close their dicks get when fucking Zoe. André will be thrilled to have a month of books to give him more deviant ideas for the bedroom.” I decided.

Yet here I was, in this room full of people who had chosen me, not because they had to, but because they wanted to. I smiled, a real one this time, and sat at the center of the circle. April clapped her hands together, bubbling in excitement. “Okay, enough of the emotional display. Let’s get to work. Book Club is officially back in session!” Laughter filled the room. We started tossing around ideas for the next reading list, but the discussion quickly turned into a chaotic mess of inside jokes and playful teasing. Maya insisted we include something “dark and brooding,” while Sammy argued for something “funny, because God knows we all need to laugh more.” April rolled her eyes and wrote both

The book club ladies were in fine form this afternoon. Margaret Thompson sat primly on the floral couch in a rented out space close to the library, a half-empty teacup balanced on her knee, her Bible study notes open on the coffee table. The conversation had started with the latest Christian fiction novel — something about redemption and resisting temptation — but it had drifted, as it always did, into more personal territory. Gossip dressed up as prayer requests. “Speaking of temptation,” one of the women said, lowering her voice with dramatic concern, “have you heard what’s going around about that poor Thompson boy?”

Lately, the former president of Loser Club had been digging into the genre a bit too deep. "We've got some classics too, though," Heather said. "Let me see," Jane said. "After all, I have to approve of the book choice for the next discussion." "Alright, Miss. President," Emily laughed. "How about Anne of Green Gables?" Jane said, picking up a book, and turned to Lucy with a smile. "Oh, yes! I love Anne!" Lucy breathed. "I've read it twice! But of course, we can go with it again."

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”

"We make a great trio. I love you both." As the day progressed, Ruby felt her weariness growing. She had spent the past few nights studying diligently, but Math remained a subject she struggled with. A part of her believed that she needed Ella's help to overcome her difficulties, and she hoped that she would receive it. The day marked the inauguration of the book club, and the final lecture of the day was canceled. Luke and Olivia tried to convince Ruby to join them for the program, but she firmly refused. She didn't want to spend her time on anything that wasn't mandatory. Saying a quick goodbye to her friends, she made her way to the first floor of the library.

“You know, we could have some kind of reading list.” “Reading list?” I asked. “I’ve always envied reading clubs who had books to take down. Since you like reading, that wouldn't actually be inconvenient, will it?” I shook my head, “No.” “So, we decide a time to meet, and then we have a reading list. Maybe we both must finish eight books in two weeks. It could be at the library or right here. We don't have to read the same book. Just have different books, and delve into different worlds on the spot. Doesn't that sound fascinating?” She asked, with a bright smile. Hazel kept talking about the reading list in excitement, and I watched her in wonder.

I stopped to look down at my nails, my eyes instantly drawn to the one different nail on my left ring finger. "Oh yeah?" Ella said. "Maybe we should create a little book club of our own, have discussions about our lunch gatherings rather than just sharing glances at each other." She suggested. "Well... While the young wives might like the idea, I'm not so sure about the old wives," Cilvia commented. "Is this your way of saying you don't want to do book clubs?" Ella asked, and Cilvia just shrugged her shoulders. "We can go get our nails done. I'm sure all the women would like that," Cilvia suggested.

In fact, I can't wait to devour it. When is it coming out? I go online on my laptop to check. Next year? I have to wait that long? Now, this is just torture. I allow myself to simmer in my frustration for a minute. If only I had someone to talk to about this book, I'd probably feel better faster, but I don't. It's sad, really. The only thing sadder than finishing a book is not having anyone to discuss it with. That's why book clubs were invented.

I can't imagine spending time with him outside the hospital; I'd be too awed to speak. "All right, ladies!" Cindy taps a spoon against her glass to get our attention. "We're a book club, so we need to at least look like we're talking about this week's read." She reaches down to take a hardback book out of her bright pink beach bag. "Elin Hilderbrand's The Rumor-so much to unpack here. Who wants to start?" When none of us say a word, Cindy heaves a loud sigh. "Okay, children. I see you're going to make me work for this one. The book is told from four different points of view. Which did you relate to the most?"