Gone Girl
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Where were you reading this book, and did you ever have to put it down just to take a breath?
Did you race through it or savor it slowly? What was your reading routine like with this one?
The book lingers on the little performances we put on for the people we love. Which small moment felt most familiar or tender to you?
Midwestern small-town life is almost a character here. How did the setting feel to you, comforting, suffocating, or somewhere in between?
The story plays with the idea of a 'Cool Girl' (or guy) we pretend to be early in relationships. Was there a version of yourself you once performed that you feel warmly or wryly about now?
Anniversaries, scavenger hunts, little rituals: which traditions in your own life feel sweet, and which feel like a lot of pressure?
Without spoiling anything, how did the book leave you feeling when you closed it, unsettled, satisfied, oddly cozy? What stuck with you the next morning?
The novel asks how well we can really know another person. Was there a moment that made you think kindly, or warily, about the long quiet work of staying close to someone?