The knackered parents' book club met for the first time last night and the above photo is proof that some of us had books and one of us even held it in our hand.
Not having been to a book club meet up before, I wasn't sure exactly how it should be run. Should I have written a list of questions? Should I have an agenda? Should I be taking notes? With so many unanswered questions, I opted to do none of the above. I did, however, start by offering a synopsis of the story. "so this man (forgot name) was 400 years old...." This staggeringly insightful opener then petered off as I got distracted by the heady smell of rum and baby sick.
We swapped stories about snatching time to read the book: in cars while babies were asleep, while kids were watching TV, trying to stay awake long enough in the evening to read a chapter. Some read the entire book, while others just bought the book, but we tried and in many ways I guess you could call us heroic.
So believe it or not we did actually discuss the book. The consensus was that it was an interesting and thought provoking read. Famous historical references to Shakespeare and Fitgerald (among others) were vivid and helped to place Tom Hazard in time; at different points in time. For me , it gave context to his 400 years of age. The juxtaposition of the past and modern day was possibly hard to follow for tired minds, but I thought it helped to emphasise how similar people's reactions have been to things/people they don't understand throughout the ages.
That was pretty deep. when it was suggested that the book was a metaphor for mental illness, I knew it was time to go home.
Our minds blown by hard liquer and using the words 'metaphor' and 'juxtaposition' in one night, we left with the intention of making the 'now' count. Don't let the past and future scare and control you.
Thanks to all who made it last night. Please comment below if you want to add anything to the discussion.
I've just had a box of raisons thrown in my lap, so I better go deal with the 'now'.
P.S Our next book will be I See You by Claire Mackintosh