I joined this book club the other day. We were defined as the "wild card". There were 3 groups as I walked in. Bestsellers, Chick Lit and Non Fiction.And then there was us. 7 nervous looking women feeling uncharacterized. One of them did not even speak english. I gently asked if she was in the right room. She nodded vigorously and suggested nervously , this was her strategy to learn the language. Being the corporate 'action oriented', 'goal achieving' , 'efficient' person that I am for most of the day, I quickly started off the conversation with introductions. We had a nerdy lost CS engineer from MIT, an over zealous architect, the non english speaking lady with a goal, the beautiful asian girl whose last good read was unknown, somebody called summer who was blond, bright and happy and the Indian IT Engineer. And then there was me.Not really sure why I was in a book club( I have never been in one and Oprah just killed it for me)
We decided we would meet each month and one by one we would recommend books for the group . We started off with 'Istanbul' by Orhan Pamuk. I have a month to finish this.
I also have 'The Time Traveler's Wife', and Kiran Desai's 'Inheritance of Loss' to read as well.
We meet again next month over wine to see how we are doing.
4 comments:
Babes you becoming hazaar trite with blogging and book clubs and all!
BOO!
you were truly missed today. the whole 6th floor was dressed as football players and cheerleaders. the game was a rousing success--we won 21 to nothing, i think. but sadly the bonfire had to be called off as we couldn't find anyone with enough moxie to start it. i said, maybe next year.
Ah! That sounds wonderful.I hear there are new people in town bringing in the requisite exotica to the PM team.
I just found out the other day I have lost my Gnarls Barkley collection I had swiped off from the drive.
Blogging is good for the soul. You find out how badly you write (or rhyme) and decide to do it anyway....
we are all such a bunch of happy people.
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