Book clubs? They need their head read!



I’ve never been in a book club.

Nor have I known any other male who has.

The reasons for the first statement are two-fold:

  • For the majority of my life I’ve not been what you might reasonably term ‘a joiner’.
  • The idea of meeting once a month in a public place such as a library or coffee shop or alternatively someone’s house to come together with a bunch of people I may have nothing else in common with besides a love of (some) books, to give a chillingly lifelike impersonation of a 1st Year English Lit Uni student dissecting and pontificating on a book I probably wasn’t overly keen on reading in the first place – selected by another person – never struck me as my idea of a kick-up-your-heels, slap-dash good time.

I envisage your average bookclub to be a turn-taking exercise in slightly competitive  literary opinion-giving that, in the wrong hands, has the definite capacity to turn some people attending into pretentious bores. Not sure what I mean? Try this on for size –

‘’The characterisation was excellent, though I felt the protagonist had been blurrily drawn. While the descriptive passages were rather too meditative, I enjoyed the nods to Dickens and, if I may, even Woolf, that pervaded the homage to Gide in the middle passages.’

Throw in an extended meditation on the ethics of pronoun preference and I’d be snoring like an outboard motor while dreaming of bathroom and plumbing displays at Bunnings before you could say “Existential counter-argument”.


While book clubs abound (via local libraries and MEETUP) and I have been known to tune into ABC TV’s FIRST TUESDAY BOOK CLUB (hosted by Jennifer Byrne and now in it’s 8th season), it seems I am not alone in my distaste for this form of organised literary intellectualism.

Writing last year in her weekly column in STELLAR magazine, author Frances Whiting (WALKING ON TRAMPOLINS) expressed the following thoughts –

“I know people are mad for book clubs but I’m not one of them.

I find them very stressful, from the selection of the book part where you have to pretend you don’t mind other people’s choices (“Science Fiction? Great! About a giant worm you say? Can’t wait!), right through to the bit where you have to pretend a few weeks later that you actually read it. (“Well, I thought it was, um, interesting, and I really liked the bit  with the, um, giant worm.”)

I’ve been in quite a few book clubs over the years and while everyone in them has been really lovely, I can’t say I’ve enjoyed them.

For me, reading a book is a very solitary, personal experience, a joy I hug to my breast, almost like a secret I have, so sharing my thoughts about it somehow spoils it for me.”

Book clubs are for those who like that kind of thing. Me? I’d rather sit on a cushion of rusty nails than debate what I think vs what others think in an atmosphere that, from what I’ve heard and read from others, can tend at times towards a sort of aggressive intellectualism and intelligence one-upmanship.

Rest assured, I get my fill of both those things in work staff meetings! (Oooops! Where did that shard of qualm come from?)


Ps. Last week I mentioned the release of boxer Jeff Horn‘s autobiography THE HORNET. Another published-this-fortnight sporting story worth reading is former tennis player Jelena Dokic‘s authobiography UNBREAKEABLE. Even though Dokic rose to the rank of World # 4 back in 2002, in some ways her personal narrative is a story of unrealized potential and what might have been, given the off-court dramas that dominated her tennis life (she ceased playing professionally in 2014) including her well-documented turbulant relationship with her father-coach Damir.


Pss. There’s a new movie just started playing in Brisbane theatres called THE TEACHER. It comes highly recommended by a couple of people I know who’ve already seen it. The plot is intriguing to say the least. 

At the start of a new term at a suburban high school, a seemingly empathetic and kind new teacher, the middle-aged Maria Drazděchová greets her class. She asks them to introduce themselves and share what their parents do for a living, explaining that it’s important to know how their parents might collectively help the group. Soon after, she gradually begins to pressure both students and parents by seeking favours – grocery collection, handyman assistance, lifts and haircuts – and connecting them with special treatment in class and, most significantly, good grades. As the story progresses, Maria’s demands grow more complex and dangerous.


Psss. A big thankyou to all the loyal readers last week who helped me set the comments record for an individual post on SCENIC WRITER’S SHACK.

Pssss. Your bonus read this week is a short story about two remote lighthouse keepers who sincerely wish they didn’t have to live together.    VIEW IT HERE







8 thoughts on “Book clubs? They need their head read!

  1. I quite agree with Frances Whiting that reading a book is a lovely solitary experience that is yours alone but Book Clubs are there for people who want to share their experiences – a personal choice.

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    • Yes, I have been to half a dozen or more Book Club meetings and whilst I enjoyed the social aspect they did not entice me to join permanently. I really gained nothing positive from them – so, back to my solitary reading.

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      • I’m going to drop in this excerpt from an on-line article I’m reading presently where a female blogger lists six reasons why she considers herself a book-club hater. Reason number six – THEY’RE IMPOSSIBLE TO KEEP GOING.

        “My best book club experience ever was with a bunch of girls I met through a “meet up” type thing. We assembled at a funky coffee shop in Hollywood with our copies of “Unaccustomed Earth.” We laughed, had meaningful discourse, and drank vanilla lattes and nibbled biscotti. It was perfect, and it never happened again. It was a Book Club One Night Stand.

        Maybe it’s better than way. After all, new book clubs are always good in the beginning. New people, a compelling novel, someone’s fantastic lakeside house. A really good spinach dip.

        But, it never lasts.

        People go on vacation, have babies, drop out. And when the herd thins to four ladies, it’s a recipe for the end. Then it’s only a thinly veiled excuse for a girls’ night. So let’s just drop the book act and just drink.”

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  2. Thanks Cathy and yours is obviously from the female perspective as well so that opinion scores double points (I say that because I think book club’s more natural audience is probably female just as milling around a BBQ is likely more a male thing).

    The Irish Cream? I downed mine this afternoon around 3:30pm and I’m still a little pleasantly drunk now!
    And that’s a good thing.

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  3. I like the idea of reading autobiographies but have not really got there. Not sure I would like sport ones either as I’m not a sports watcher as such. Much rather play, at a social level, than watch. So maybe the autobiographies might appeal from the human perspective? Have you read them Glen?
    I’m interested in seeing The Teacher after your friends’ recommendations.
    So I’ve never been in a book club. The thought of being pressured to read by a certain date is not a pleasant one.
    So we had the privilege of seeing into lighthouse keepers’ lives. These are you stories Glen? The characters’ names from the last short story were unique.

    Anyway I was able to comment after all, obviously. No annoying ‘you’ve won an iPhone’ message today.

    I enjoy reading your insights. Thank you.

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  4. Thanks Michelle for those thoughts.

    The bonus reads, when identified as being authored by myself, are indeed original short stories written by me. They are then usually submitted to literary magazines and on some occasions I am lucky enough to see my stories in print. This list of publications my writing has appeared in or on can be found under the tab PUBALICIOUS on SCENIC WRITER’S SHACK (for anyone that’s interested – not many are!)

    Autobiographies and biographies are my # 1 choice of reading material. At present I’m getting through Gary Marshall’s memoir. He was the director of the Julia Roberts movie PRETTY WOMAN as well as the producing brains behind so many successful sitcoms of yesteryear such as HAPPY DAYS, MORK AND MINDY, LAVERN AND SHIRLEY and GOMER PYLE (star Jim Nabors passed away this week) just to name a few.

    And yes that movie THE TEACHER looks interesting. The only place I can see it playing though is at THE BARRACKS cinema.

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