This month’s book club meeting convened on the banks of the Brisbane River, at the GOMA cafe. She chose Miriam Toews All My Puny Sorrows because she’d read and liked some of her earlier work, and because the author is, like M–, Canadian. This month, M– chose the book we would read (we take it, roughly, in turns). These are the women who hold me together whose lives I am honoured to share. Yes, it is that cheesy! Our book club, for me, is a little like that cheesy old movie about the ladies who do patchwork together. Women whose strength and love and friendship has kept me going when I could not have persisted on my own. The women in my book club are all dear friends of mine. To laugh and drink coffee and smile at each other. Have I told you that before? We get together once a month to talk about books and life. Also, the book (and my ramblings about reading it) includes discussions of suicide. You can safely read right up till the ‘spoiler alert’ graphic. SPOILER ALERT: This long ramble about Miriam Toews’ All My Puny Sorrows includes a discussion of the book’s ending.
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