"If you are a dreamer, come in. If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, a hoper, a prayer, a magic-bean-buyer. If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire, for we have some flax-golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in!" ~ Shel Silverstein

Not a bookclub in the typical sense, it's no more than once in a while, when we’ll come together for an evening around Kerri’s coffee table (on which stands Alice-in-Wonderland chessmen), surrounded by the round redbrick walls of the little thatched Mushroom House, in the happy company of such masters as C.S. Lewis, Erin Morgenstern, Katherine Stockett, Oscar Wilde, Jane Austen, F. Scott Fitgerald, the Bronte sisters and others, to discuss life, the universe and everything, as we have found them in books.

Kerri: the owner of a treasure trove of books and the dweller in the Mushroom House; founder of the book club and hosts it in the Mushroom House (ie, it’s her tea and coffee); interests span multiple genres, favouring novels that top the bestseller lists and classics, although reads nearly everything; a devourer of books in the truest sense of the word

Tracy: lover of wit (therefore Oscar Wilde plays); great lover of the classics and frequenter of the Hospice books shop; interests cover many novels of the amusing, poetic or fantasy persuasion; appears to be the only one among us who can read and enjoy sporting non-fiction

Caitlin: fascinated by nearly all; a healthy and lively interest for the marginal reads valued for wit and flaire and obscure stories (read: most of what she reads and recommends, none of us have ever heard of), amongst many, many others spheres of interest

Amy: admirer of the prosy Romantic, the translated, the simple and the timeless; interests are mostly novels, or anything of the fantasy persuasion; also frequenter of Hospice bookshop; refuses the disturbing and distasteful on principle; the sole possessor of the power of the veto vote (by veto voting herself into this position) and the founder of this blog.

Until next time, happy reading!