After graduation we assume we’ll never be forced to read another book for the rest of our lives. We tell ourselves, if I want to read nothing but erotic manga, cookbooks, and memoirs from reality show members until I die, that’s the way it will be. I’ve got a newsflash for would-be booksellers, book bloggers, and reading group aficionados out there – you’ll be forced to read all the time.
Most people join book clubs because they like to read but can’t seem to find the time (i.e., there’s a House Hunters marathon on HGTV and my book is all the way in the other room) or have difficulty finishing a book they’ve started (i.e., it gets harder to concentrate on the printed word the more I drink). She knows reading is good for her and would like to do more. She believes the public shame of a reading group – more specifically, the idea of gathering to discuss a book she hasn’t read – will overcome her tendency to read “when she gets around to it” (i.e., never).