Katie Wisdom Weinstein: I belonged to a book club once. It was a group of friends and we were mostly new moms. We drank a lot of wine and never really got to the book part. I suppose we needed the camaraderie and laughs more than we needed the intellectual stimulation. We all eventually quit.

I was asked to join a book club again a few years back. It was run by the Principal of my children's school. It was as bad as it sounds. It felt like 6th grade, when Ms. Foss with the wobbly underarms would bust me for not reading the chapters I was supposed to in English class. I lied about reading the book, I made up theories and then quit.

Don't invite me to your book club. I won't read the book. It must be a knee-jerk reaction (mostly jerk) to the old days at school. I do not retain a thing. If I cannot remember where I set down my keys or where I parked at Ikea, I am not going to remember about a character's development or what the Deus Ex Machina of a novel was. Please!

Don't get me wrong, I eat up books. I love to read. Ever since graduating from college, I love the freedom of reading when, what and how I want. I have been known to throw a bad, overrated book against the wall. I have been known to secretly buy a cheap romance thriller and read it late into the night. I will read what Oprah's reading and I will read classics.

But not if you tell me to.

We won't tell you to, but check out the Book Club Group in the momlogic community!