So, a week or so ago, I was talking to Siri, and she mentioned that she and some people she’d been talking to on Twitter were going to read a book I had expressed interest in, and she invited me to join in.
(The book in question is The Thirteenth Child by Patricia Wrede.)
So the four of us hunted down the book, started reading on the 20th, and have been chatting on and off since then about our impressions of the story, other books that have similar or contrasting premises, other authors in the same genre, if we want to do this on a monthly basis, and what our hashtag should be because we picked up another person (as tends to happen in Twitter conversations) and now there’s way too many @s to have if one wants to add anything meaningful to the conversation.
(Also, I finished the book yesterday and am the first one done, so now I’m finger twiddling because I don’t want to ruin anything for anyone else.)
The whole thing is driving my husband crazy. This has definitely been one of the more active Twitter conversations I’ve been apart of, and when it really gets going, the frequency of new tweet notifications can get to be overwhelming. Apparently he has low phone notification tolerance.
“Why can’t you guys talk on a chatboard?” he keeps asking.
(He says this on purpose. My husband does not do the Internet, and so, while I have explained in the past that there as message boards or chat rooms, but not chatboards, he does this now because he knows it annoys me.)
“That’s not the point,” I say. “Besides, I don’t know these people outside of Twitter.”
What the point is, I’m not quite sure, but I did get to read a book I’ve been meaning to read since it came out, make some new friends, have some interesting conversations about things I like, and there’s the promise of doing it again next month, so I shall call the whole thing a success.
Ever tried to hold a lengthy, in-depth conversation on Twitter, Squiders? Or a book club? Any tips?
