Potato Book Party

One of my friends tagged me on a FB meme yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about it.

My initial reaction was yes! This would be cool! I thought about which potato dishes would be best. There are so many though I figured for sure there would be vodka to drink and sweet potato pie for dessert.

Then I started to think about sitting in a room with my friends and each of us only reading and eating. This produced a very weird sensation: nervous discomfort. WTF?

I realized that for me reading is way too intimate an activity to do with a group of my friends. Though I can be in a room full of strangers and do it no problem, reading with my friends would feel awkward.

I get so involved in the stories I read, and I hate being interrupted. I only read alone or maybe in bed with my S.O. who I assume also won’t want to be interrupted and will respect my bubble. Even when I am with my mom at home or traveling, we go to separate spaces to read.

When I’m with my friends I want to talk to them. I have many friends that I talk about books with and could do so for hours, but reading with them? That would be weird.

I am NOT happy about being uncomfortable with the idea of being still and quiet and just reading with my friends. So one of these days I’m going to do this, assuming I have any friends who are willing. I’m going to have a Potato Book party just to see if it’s really possible to do it.

Let me know if you want an invite.

Be well my friends.