As I may or may not have mentioned many moons ago, my teeny, tiny town on the outskirts of an only slightly larger teeny, tiny town, has an itty bitty book club, and I joined it.
Don’t misunderstand, I am not mocking the book club. Actually, I think the size it rather perfect, and I am thankful that they didn’t laugh themselves silly when I called and said, “Please ma’am, may I join?” or some such thing. They have been very nice, have given me tips and pointers and suggestions about our county, and did not splash me with holy water when they found out I am Mormon. So, overall? Great women.
For the month of February I got to pick the book. Since none of them have ever read it, and since this month marks the one-year anniversary of the first time I begrudgingly read it, I picked Twilight, of course.
Since I picked the book, I am in charge of refreshments and leading the discussion. The food? No problem. Some mushroom ravioli, sparkly man cookies and Twizzler bites, and we’re set. The discussion? Here is my problem.
I have talked about this book so much for the past year, I have talked about the sequels so much for the past year, I’m pretty much (gasp!) all talked out.
I cannot think of a single discussion question. I think this is because I have no questions left. I have read it all so many times, talked about it, picked it apart, and drawn conclusions for so long, that I’m pretty much set; and I don’t remember what the questions were my friends and I all asked each other before we were pretty much set.
So, give me some discussion questions that are a little deeper than, “So, what did you think?”
Ready? Set? Go!