I am in a book club called the Hot Chicks Who Read.  I laugh as I write that because, if you asked any one of us if we were hot chicks, we’d say, No! It’s just a fun title, and it is.  Privately, however, I think each of us would agree, yeah, we’re hot, but we’ll laugh as we say it.  The group of 30-60 year olds meet every six weeks or so, and dish on a book we’ve picked for that months meeting.  Our choice of books have had hits and misses, but the one thing all of the choices have had in common is that the group of us have probably enjoyed talking about the books more than we have had actually reading them. Continue reading “The Hot Chicks Who Read dish on Sara Gruen’s At the Waters Edge” →