The idea of a book club is so much better than the reality.
In a perfect world, a book club would be custom-made group of close, reliable and relaxed friends who sit in front of a roaring fire contributing witty and considered insights between sips of wine.
But that’s a far cry from the real version that starts with the best intentions and ends up notoriously hard to arrange. Not only is it impossible to find a date that suits everyone in the group, most people are too busy to read the book in time for the catch up anyway.
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