|The altar from our recent Ostara ritual.|
Ever since I saw the movie The Jane Austen Book Club... I knew I wanted to be in a book club. I wanted to have literary adventures alongside dear friends and wine and impromptu misadventures. January 2012 saw the first meeting of my first book club. That first meeting there were only three of us. Four had joined the group, but one couldn't make it. So...the three of us set about embarking on our first literary journey as a group.
The book was The Night Circus, and I had many feelings about it. Mostly I was really angry with a character named Tsukiko...though to be honest I can't remember why. (But, seriously, I hated Tsukiko.)
There were some phenomenal book choices over the years - This is Where I Leave You, The Dovekeepers - and some stinkers - don't ever read The Twilight Before Christmas...it's the worst. (Rug burn on your vagina...seriously. That was a topic in the book.) And we grew. From the initial four members we grew and shrank in size until we'd nearly doubled. And from that book club, something even more important grew: my first circle.