Tricia and I are making that leap. After two months of dancing around it, we’ve decided to take the next obvious step for us.

We’re turning this blog into a proper book club. At least, that’s what we want to do.

The Monday after next (March 16), Tricia and I will both post our reviews of Daphne du Maurier’s “Rebecca.” We encourage both of our readers to participate. Read the book. Discuss with us. Let Tricia know why she’s wrong.

If it’s a success (read: if people comment), we’ll set up a biweekly book club.

We selected “Rebecca” as our inaugural book for one reason. Tricia loves it, craves it, and can’t be without it. When people bother her with boring stories, she subtitles them with passages from the book.

Don’t be flattered if you see a smile flutter across her lips as you tell her about your latest boating trip in the Carolinas. She’s in Manderley.

I have not read it yet; and I’m trying to avoid a predisposition even though Tricia and I have never agreed about anything, ever. I had to switch my opinion on puppies just to maintain our constant bickering. (Now, I like them.)

“Rebecca” is a love story between the Maxim de Winter and his shy, young second wife. However, the former mistress of the home, Rebecca de Winter, still posthumously overshadows their home. Rebecca’s satanic curse paralyzes the Maxim de Winter’s love and something must be done to shatter her spell. (Or so I have gleaned from the back cover.)

Copies of “Rebecca” (ISBN 671-75387-8) should be readily available at any area library. (We wouldn’t ask you guys to spend money. It’s a recession.)

-Jason Lea, JLea@News-Herald.com

P.S. “Biweekly” means once every two weeks, right? Not twice a week. Because that’s what we mean. If it’s a success, we’re setting up a once-every-two-weeks-ly book club.