I've been a member of a men's book club for about 25 years. This is quite an eclectic group in terms of reading tastes and occupations - although all members are professionals or retired professionals. Book discussions are animated and decidedly high-brow. The books that are selected tend to be well written and well regarded. So, when I announced to my group that (a) I've been (secretly) writing horror novels over the years and (b) I had one accepted for publication, I was more than a tad nervous. I shouldn't have worried about their reaction - they were hugely supportive and enthusiastic. So when it came time to select books (we select books every 6 months or so), I was pleased that my novel Birth Offering would be a selection - although I did not seek or recommend it. Not only that, but was was informed that I would read the discussion. Gulp. Well tomorrow night (Monday night) is the day we discuss Birth Offering. I am quite nervous. Of all the people I've worried most about in terms of reactions to the book, this is the group. I'm envisioning their expressions will look a lot like the picture of these two guys, whom you've all seen before.
So, tomorrow night is the night. I write about what happens in a few days. If I survive.
So, tomorrow night is the night. I write about what happens in a few days. If I survive.
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