I've always (ALWAYS!) enjoyed reading. It's easily my most favorite hobby. I decided to take it to the next level recently and join a book club. Eek!
I'm excited and nervous. Very nervous! What if they're super intellectual about the books? What if they don't like me? What if I spill my drink on myself? (It's happened. Believe me, it's happened.)
I think once I get the first book (The Light Between Oceans by M.L. Stedman) and first meeting under my belt, I'll be good to go. Wish me luck!