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Entries in Book Club (4)

Wednesday
Jul032013

Weekend in Montana

Not to sound like a John Cougar Mellencamp song, but I like small towns.

Don't get me wrong I love visiting places like NYC, but I feel my dendrites benumbed by the minute when I'm in a BIG city. And my secret fear is that I'll wake up one day and be one of those people who can step over a pregnant homeless woman lying in the gutter just so I don't miss my train. So in answer to the frequent query of, "yeah, but what do you do in Montana?" here's a visual recap of the weekend.

The Books & Brews Book Club. Next month's selection: FROM HELL, the Alan Moore graphic novel.We read Out Stealing Horses, which is actually set in Norway and isn't really about horses.Just guys, books, and beers. 'merica!

Author Luis Alberto Urrea and his lovely wife Cindy, visiting from Chicago. Cormac McCarthy moment as we find blood on the trail in Glacier National Park.

Chayo takes the express elevator down the mountain.

Okay, weekend over. Back to writing.

Wednesday
May222013

A little something to read with your morning coffee

Had a cozy little online book chat last night. Just me, MJ Rose, and 193 intrepid readers talking about historical fiction and typewriters, among other things. Kudos to the maestros at BookMovement for orchestrating such an engaging event.

And if you missed it and wanted to see what all the hubbub was about, here's a recap.

Sunday
May192013

What are you doing Tuesday? Let's chat

Ah, technology. I can now order a pizza online, find old grade school classmates, and chat with YOU via BookMovement.com. Okay, not just you, but you and other book lovers, plus author M.J. Rose. We'll be talking about historical fiction, writing tips, book club suggestions, and anything else that comes to mind.

Join us at 8 pm EST. And remember, there are no wrong questions, just wrong answers. So ask away.

Sunday
Feb262012

Guys' Book Night

I know, I really should be blogging about recent travels, which have included trips back to the Seattle area (where I returned to my old junior high), to Villanova University (where the entire cafeteria menu was based on food from HOTEL), or the Savannah Book Festival (where I got a big hug from Pat Conroy)...but, the most memorable thing of late has been (wait for it) my book club.

I never really thought that a "Guys' Book Club" existed. Why? Because I've been to parties where there's that drunken gentleman who learns that I'm an author and proudly slurs, "I haven't read a book since high school!!"

Note: you should not be proud of this.

But lo-and-behold, they do exist and I have photographic evidence and a full report on the Books & Brews Book Club:

What we read: Less Than Zero, by Brett Easton Ellis. Short book, mercilessly nihilistic. Everyone had the same reaction. Compelling and then that, "Oh, why did you go there..." moment. Hoppy went ahead and read the sequel, Imperial Bedrooms, which he described as waaaay worse. Gonna pass on that.

Where we met: The seven of us met in Chris' man-cave, otherwise known as his immaculate and nearly surgical garage. Foodstuffs were served on a table Chris made, that looked somewhat like the table in Casino where that tough guy has his head squeezed. Yes, the table had a giant vice. Chris even went so far as to have the ridiculous movie version of Less Than Zero playing on the flatscreen. And not to be outdone, Hoppy made a soundtrack of all the music referenced in the novel. And eerily, Chris owns a 450SL, just like the Mercedes in the book.

What we did: Yes, we actually talked about the book in great detail (and drank beer). Then we voted on next month's book (and ate meatballs). And lastly, we broke boards (Chris is a blackbelt). What started with a bottle breaking trick led to boards and bruised knuckles. But I can still type, just fine, thank you.

Next month: The John le Carre classic - Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy.

Barley wine. Roll for save vs. hangover.The board is mightier than the hand.