Terror

I've never been to a book group. Yes, I was English lit in college, yet I have never been to a book group.
That is all about to change tomorrow.
And I'm terrified! I can't turn off the English Lit critical brain bit when I'm reading an assigned book - as a result of which, my book is covered with color-coded tabbies, I'm creating (and supporting) term papers in my head as I read, I'm doing outside research, and I'm terrified that I'll have nothing to discuss when I get there because I literally cannot process things like 'did you like the book' or 'did you like the character of Carrie' because my head clicks into 'what does the work have to say on consumerism at the turn of the century - particularly as regards women and/or concerns traditionally associated with the feminine?' and 'how does this work compare to Willa Cather's The Song of the Lark as regards the advancement of a woman as artist - particularly in regards to the protaganists' relationship to men?' (to the extent that Carrie is a protaganist, by the way, which, feel free to discuss).