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My Group Discussion Club

The last couple of months I’ve been busy keeping up with the reading schedule for my Book Club. This Book Club is one that I run out of my house twice a month. The group is comprised of a handful of friends who were interested in regaining the love for reading. As for me, I had several reasons for wanting to institute, mainly to do with enriching my vocabulary and giving me a more educated idea of what type of material sells in today’s market. The first book was my pick and it was Blood Sins by Kate Hooper (New York Times Bestseller), and odd pick but not bad first read. The second book, we selected as a group and it was chosen with the intent that we would watch the movie at the conclusion of the book – it is The Time Traveler’s Wife by Audrey Niffennegger (National Bestseller). We all finished the book this past weekend and although the book was brilliantly written the ending left me baffled. I am disappointed to say the least, I know the group feels the same way. So, I ask m

Spark 4

This week's topic >>> You can't fall asleep. Below is what I wrote: There he was again, miserable. As he listen to the faint sound of the night train roar through the small rural town he tossed once again. As he did, Jon snuggled against the sheets hoping to get more comfortable, although he doubted he could, after all he was a six foot man sleeping on a twin bed. The train continued on through the neighborhood and he wondered just how long the darn thing was, it seemed to have been tweeting for a long time. He raised his head from the pillow slightly and he patted it with little more enthusiasm than planned and tossed again. He couldn’t fall asleep and he was starting to get cranky, really cranky. Jon knew that Aunt Gigi had had the best of intentions when inviting him to stay the weekend. Given the fact that she’d just had two days notice of his passing through town, he’d have to give the 70 year-old woman a lot of credit for putting together this makeshift gues

Spark 3

This week's topic >> Your own peaceful death. Not in a bed. I imagine the thought must cross everyone’s mind at some point, you know…the thought of your own death. That eminent moment on a remote distant future (at least we hope that it is) when our bodily, physical existence will cease. And I say our bodily, physical existence because I believe the soul lives on. As we all know just by watching the news, that for some people this moment may come too soon, too late, or too violently. Yet for others it’ll come not a moment too soon. I ask myself, is it possible for death to be a festive affair? Is it possible to contemplate death as a joyous, momentous occasion? Is it possible for one to experience a sense euphoria or exhilaration at the thought of death? Sure the topic may be morbid in nature and it may even stir up unsettling feelings, yet it is no less authentic than one’s birth. While I cannot bring myself to write my ‘own peaceful death’ I do wonder…you know, about the