The Language of Flowers by Vanessa Diffenbaugh is a book I’d heard about but probably wouldn’t have read if it weren’t for book club. (Are you noticing a trend? I say that about a lot of the books I read, which is just one of the many reasons I love my book clubs.) As with most books I put off reading, however, I was glad I finally got to this one once I made it a few chapters in. Continue reading
By virtue of our moving across the country twice in the past 5 years, I have been a member of three different book clubs in that time. I have recommended What Alice Forgot by Liane Moriarty to each one. When it came time to pick a book for the most recent book club just a few months ago, I read a huge stack of books in preparation for the pick. In the end, I went back to my old standby and felt really great with that decision.
What Alice Forgot really makes the best book club book. It is funny, a relatively quick read (despite coming in at over 450 pages), and has plenty to discuss. Best of all, every time I read this book I am a better wife, mother, and sister. Way to oversell something, right? Continue reading