Outside my Literary Comfort Zone
Last night I headed out to the first l meeting of the book club at Words Worth Books, a cool little independent book store downtown Waterloo. I joined for a few reasons, one of which was I wanted to read some stuff that was outside my comfort zone.
The first book that we’ll be reading is The Disappeared, by Kim Echlin. It’s supposedly about the passions and pains of a Canadian woman and her Cambodian lover. Not at all the type of novel I would pick myself, which is why I’m quite interested to read it.
We’ve been promised that even though it’s quasi can-lit, there’s not a prairie in sight. And from what I’ve heard, the writing is top notch. Which is good; I like writing that makes my own prose seem like it was written by a developmentally challenged chimp. It’s oddly motivating.