You'll love this one...!! A book club & more discussion

Where are you figuratively? If you were transported to the location in the book(s) you have been reading, where would you be, and what would you be doing?

I’d be in London on the day war was declared on Germany. (WW2) 😳

I'm in the UK and I've just rescued a child from a shop window. She claims to be the Spirit of Christmas and had made me give all my shopping away :-/

My eyes went to visit her friend and found her dead. oh wait, it's not her...

My ears just learned that my father had a thing with my nanny when I was young.

I'm in London solving a mystery with a very peculiar man, who claims to be able to always deduct what happened just from the evidence.

It's Saturday, people ;-) Definitely feels like a Sunday though!

I'm in Malibu, where I'll be tomorrow too.

LOL! It's New Years Day, so it certainly feels like Sunday. I keep thinking tomorrow is Monday and a work day.

Sunday here!! But I need to sleep and then I shall tell you where I am ;)

Nighty night Rusalka. Sweet dreams.

Lol, me too Janice. I've had the blissful sudden realization that there's still another weekend day left about 10 times today.

Lol. You are right! Well, I plan to be somewhere else tomorrow so see you then. :)

Late last night Pete said something about going for his sunday run in the morning. I said " but today is sunday". I actually had to ask Alexa before I'd believe him! The Christmas break always does this to me - two weeks with nothing to do but eat does odd things to the brain LOL

So now that it is Sunday....

I'm at Teal Pond where the body of a young woman has been found floating in the pond. Apparently her murder was never solved.

I'm also in Louisiana where I'm hoping my body doesn't end up floating in the swamp. Someone wants me dead.

LOL, Margo! I’m right there with you…

I am also in Cornwall. Having lost one of my twin sons to a terrible accident, my wife and son have taken advantage of a unique offer. We can live in an incredible house overlooking the sea free of charge except for maintenance. A new beginning. Of course, it is said to be haunted…

Happy New Year everyone!

I have just recently arrived in Masada and reunited with my brother. I'm pregnant but no one knows it yet.

I decided to add another destination. So besides Malibu I'm now also hiking the pacific crest trail.

This thread got a lot of love on Saturday! lol

I am heading to a childhood in run-down public housing in Glasgow in 1985 with a drug addicted mother and a philandering father.

I'm back in East Yorkshire with a brand new profiling unit in the police force finishing off a read from last year when I thought I could knock out 16 reads in two months (bwahahaha).

There is a serial arsonist, and a nasty person kidnapping and killing teenage girls. I know who the nasty person is, just waiting for the police to work it out.

My ears are currently in Sweden in an "not particularly large town."

My eye are in Hillston (a fictional town) meeting a lady of the night that a dying P.O.W told me," she would kbow where the money was buried."

Planning to head to Malibu, later tonight.

I am in an empty ruin filled with Halls, Tides, Statues, and Staircases. I am making an inventory of Statues and studying the Tides. It is all I know.

I’m revisiting the Talamh which is a realm near Ireland. From a timid school teacher to an emerging warrior, I’m embracing this new me. I’m also embracing the hot guy teaching me ALL THE THINGS.

I am in Hawaii in my book but I wish I were there in real life!!!

I'm at a camp in Sussex, UK, in 1938 - I think they might have a bit of an agenda but the kids are kept busy so I don't really mind.

I'm also in ancient Rome where I've just met a gorgeous painter called Botticelli. I really want to drink his blood....

I am in Kingsbridge, England building a cathedral and it is taking forever, but fascinating.

I'm still hiking the PCT.

I'm also in a remote Austrian-Hungarian mountain village, where I have to tend to wounded soldiers in a very primitive way.

I am in Three Pines again. Wanting to talk to Ruth about her wacky duck but all everyone wants to talk about is some crazy thing they found in the forrest.

Marnie wrote: "I am in Three Pines again. Wanting to talk to Ruth about her wacky duck but all everyone wants to talk about is some crazy thing they found in the forrest."

Say hello to Ruth for me,,,and all the gang.

I am somewhere in England. My three year old has been in a bad accident with her stepmother. She has made a miraculous recovery but insists that she has a new friend now. His name is Michael and we visit him, on her insistence, in a church where his likeness is on a window.

Ruth has a wacky duck?!?!??!?!?!??!!!!!

Lol, Rusalka and yes, and you don’t know what you’re missing out on! You’ll have to visit Three Pines with Marnie! Marnie - hope you’re enjoying it there.

I’m in Hong Kong standing up for democracy and attempting to be squashed, in Saratoga in New York State as a 23-year old battling leukemia and have a superbly supportive boyfriend - wow, and in Delphi, Greece where I witnessed a killing - note, do not pick up hitchhikers - and now hanging out with the Special Crimes gang Andreas, Yianni, and Maggie - kalimera!

As a past owner of 3 wacky ducks, I wholeheartedly approve. And am also very very happy it's Ruth with a duck.

Hahahahaha

Why am I always so surprised when it's Sunday? lol

I'm heading to Baton Rouge, Louisiana where I'm a psychologist getting ready for my wedding. Unfortunately, teenage girls have started to go missing. Since my father was arrested for being a serial killer when I was twelve and six teenage girls went missing, this seems oddly familiar to me.

I'm somewhere outside our solar system trying to save our world. I think I'm trying to save the whole universe. While I haven't seen any whacky ducks, I've seen a whacky alien who does jazz hands, if you can call them hands.

I'm also in the outer Hebrides on a remote island called New Hope. I think it's named incorrectly. It should be No Hope. There is an evil entity here.

I am in Maui just trying to make a living.

I am also at the university of California watching doctors practice face-lifts.

It's 1942 and I am a Baltimore socialite working as an Allied spy. I'm helping with the French Resistance. The Gestapo wants to destroy me.

I am still in Hawaii. I live in a small village called Lauele. A Niuhi is stalking me.

I'm still going strong on the PCT.

I'm also in the US, a rockstar telling stories.

I'm in Brittany and outside Essen in WWII at the moment.

Peggy remarked in another thread the other day about avoiding war novels for the past years, and I agree entirely regarding WWII novels. Every book I picked up seemed to be about WWII. I mean, I know it was horrific, but jeez come on. Be inventive with your horrific historical settings. So was trepidatious about this one, but it has an interesting spin on the setting so far.

I am shipwrecked on an island in the Outer Hebrides. Death seems to follow me.

I am also in a small village outside of London and am going on holiday to Cornwall with my dog, Horace.

I don't know where I am. It seems like it's some kind of prison world from which there is no escape and there are monsters.

I'm also in a small town in Ohio where I'm being interviewed on the 25th anniversary of my brother's murder. I wish I could remember what really happened that day in the park.

I'm planning to leave Baton Rouge, Louisiana today. I need to find out who has been killing these teen girls.

I will hopefully also get back to Round Hill, North Carolina where I just met a very strange woman who came into my office under false pretenses.

I am in Chicago learning about the experiment of my life.

I am also in Ketchikan, Alaska thinking about having a real relationship with one of the Badd Brothers.

I'm in Australia (Tasmania).

I'm a ballerina living in London but I've just had a fall which wrecked my knee and they say I'll never dance again. I have no money and noone to help me.

I am hitchhiking around Ireland with a fridge because I made a drunken bet that I could do it in 30 days.

My eyes hve escaped and running toward... east. Where I am supposed to come from.

My ears are trying to convince the devil to do what I want.

More than 300 years ago I sold my sole in France and as a result of that I'm now living in 21st century New York. It's not easy as noone can remember me from one day to next.

Lol Margo. I know how many tools you use on here, so please take this in the spirit it is intended as I am in hysterics.

Your soul, has been transcribed as S-O-L-E, which while isn't a fish in my part of the world makes me giggle. Must have been a fricking fantastic fish to gain you 400 years of life!!

I'm in North Carolina. I'm hoping to figure out why an old woman doesn't want me to live in my new house. My husband died in it while building it, but that shouldn't cause her to try to scare me out of it. Also, what happened between my father and my new neighbor when they were younger? They have some sort of history that neither wants to discuss. I'm hoping to figure all of this out today.