Laurie dragged me to the inaugral meeting of the "Rico Cultural Center" bookclub. Looks like there are six of us. The RCC is an old elementary school, and the library consists entirely of donated books. The Librarian is retired.
It will be good for me, I know. At least it will expose me to some things I would not normally read. Instead of literary fiction, we will be focussing on mysteries and thrillers and maybe some non-fiction thrown in. The first month's selection is a Nevada Barr mystery, and it is killing me to read it. I'll have to write a book opinion when I am done.
Do I sound like a literary snob? I suppose I do. I'm entitled to my opinion, though. So much of the genre fiction is formulaic, so much of the writing is forced and copy-cat. Not to say that every lit-fic novel is great - I hate it when they ignore basic things like story and plot.
Anyway, I will stick with the book club as long as it hangs together. I hope they are not offended by my opinions of the books we read.
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