Life and books

I have one of those weekends ahead of me that looks full and on from here. Tonight is a book club meeting over dinner, tomorrow we have a women’s teaching morning at church, then tomorrow afternoon is the next Christian Writer’s Group in the city, after which we usually have dinner together, and if I get home from there with time and energy to spare it’s a friend’s birthday party. All great things, but there is not much, if any, space between them.

I look forward to each of these things though.

Tonight is my first night at this book club. I wrote a post about it a while back then took it down for some reason. But as I said in that post, I have been thinking for some time I should join a local community book club to get involved and so on. In the end I’ve joined one full of Christians, just because they asked me. But given that I do actually spend most of my week amongst non-Christians, I figure this can’t do me any harm. This evening we have a “double-whammy”, because last month didn’t work out, of The Boat by Nam Le and The History of Love by Nicole Krauss. The History of Love I really enjoyed (see earlier posts). I haven’t actually read all of The Boat, because it’s a collection of short stories and I ran out of time so skipped a few. It’s good but a little “rough” in places, which is one thing I don’t appreciate so much about some modern fiction. I don’t necessarily get excited merely by the power of description. I can appreciate that the writing is good, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy the content. To me it’s the combination of both that makes for a good book.

So, since tomorrow has got the better of me and time has temporarily flown away, I am going to post a poem today.