Via the Men-Only Book Club.
Men enjoy reading books, too, and talking about relationships, and maybe watching porn, or throwing back some beers, and watching reruns of footballs-greatest-moments, and so what took so long for the men-only book club to make the women's formality look like a replacement for the junior high school senior thesis, marked by rigid, required reading assignments and relentless peer pressure to contribute a literary analysis deemed worthy by half a glass of red or white bubbly and a low-fat appetizer? A lover of literary fiction and an ex-English major myself, I've yet to find a book club that satiates my initial desire to join - books, relationships, Dawson's-Creek's-greatest-moments - but I feel a renewed sense of hope that my fellow members will find me years before the baby talk and diaper delirium take hold. (Any Dawson/Eggers fans out there? Men and women both welcome.) Enjoy!
How he must have suffered.
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