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Dear Reader Column 01-31-18

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Dear Reader,

When I write, if I want to give my best, I need to get to the place inside of me that's a little vulnerable. It can be scary. Give a lot, put it all out there, and someone may take advantage because some people take all you have to give and give nothing back in return.

But it's worth the risk--giving a little bit of yourself--because usually people give the nicest, most meaningful gifts back. They share a story, maybe something that hasn't come to mind for years. A story about the funny thing that happened when their grandfather was still alive, they remember--and I feel laughter in-between the lines they've written to me.

Or maybe it's a confession, something they needed to say out loud so they could ease the pain. I hear them crying and in a reply, I reassure them that there are times when none of us do the right thing, including me. And we silently cry together.

Writing has taught me how to let go and readers have given me a reason to give.

Book club reader Maria writes...

"Good morning Suzanne, sometimes when you write a piece, I think, 'Wait is this my soul-sister?'

I so can relate to [a recent post]. My absolute comfort food is chocolate chip cookies! I knew you'd like that one. I make them, eat them, and sometimes share them with someone around me that just needs a cookie.

When my day is going crazy or my mood feels low, I reach for a creative outlet. During a hectic day this past holiday, I ran off to the craft store and bought some unfinished wooden pieces and painted. Boy, it calmed me down, gave me peace, and quieted my mind. It brought me such joy.

I had written to you a while ago about expanding my knitting projects, reading a line at a time, and quieting the perfectionist in me....well, I'm just completing a baby blanket and when I looked down last night at it, I saw a few minor mistakes in my stitches. I laughed and thought of my email to you and said, 'Another rustic one' and carried on. Thanks for helping me to laugh and see the sunny side of things. -- Maria M.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Gratefully,

Suzanne Beecher
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Dear Reader Column 01-30-18

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Dear Reader,

Today's guest column is written by Mary Lynn Bracht, an American (and now British) author living in London with her son. I'll tell you more about her background and her new novel White Chrysanthemum, but let's get right to her column.

Please welcome author Mary Lynn Bracht. Email, [email protected]

How long does it take for a new place to become home? The first time I moved abroad, I was twenty-five. I left my home state of Texas and landed in London with dreams of becoming a writer. Four years later I moved back home with a baby in tow and plans to settle down for the rest of my life in a Texas suburb. After a year, I soon realized I was not meant for suburbia. I had become a city girl and needed the constant flow of people and traffic and the noise that traveled with them to feel at home. I was homesick.

When I had lived in London for those four years, I always spoke of Texas as 'home.' I knew that one day, I would return to Texas for good, but I didn't know that I had changed and so had my concept of home. After three years trying to reincorporate myself back into my old life, I gave up and returned to London. It was the homecoming I had expected to feel three years before, but never truly did. Nine years later, I finally feel at home. So what was it that created this sense of homecoming for a headstrong Texan who loves Tex-Mex, big cars, and wide open spaces but now lives in London?

Sometimes, I think it was the four years spent in my mid-twenties growing up. I made my first post college friends in London, became a mother, and traveled through Europe. It was the first time I was known only for what I presented instead of my past and the people who knew me as a child or student. And it was in this multicultural metropolis where I finally felt like I belonged.

I don't know how long it took before I felt at home in London, but it only took a year being away for me to realize I missed it. Home is where you feel like you belong, and I belong in London.

--Mary Lynn Bracht

More About Mary Lynn Bracht

White Chrysanthemum, Mary's new novel, the heartbreaking history of Korea, is brought to life in this deeply moving and redemptive debut that follows two sisters separated by World War II.

Mary was born in Germany and lived most of her life in Texas. After attending college at the University of Texas in Austin, she worked in psychology research and was published in the scholarly publication, Hormones and Behavior. Mary fell in love with London during a high school trip when she toured Europe with an orchestra (she plays the flute). They began and ended the tour in London, and she promised one day to return.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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I'm so pleased to announce the release of my new Midnight Breed novella! For vampire warrior and loner Trygg, duty is
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Dear Reader Column 01-29-18

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Dear Reader,

Years ago I added a Teen Club to the lineup of choices at the book club. The teen daily read follows the same format as the other reads, except a teen writes the daily column, instead of me. (I thought teens would rather hear from other teens, than from an 'old-er lady' like me.) So every week when the book selection changes, there's a new "Dear Reader" teen writer featured, too.

We've been blessed to have some very talented writers in our Teen Club, and many have stayed and written off and on for several years. It's always a bittersweet parting as writers grow out of their teens and into their adult years. This past week I received an email from Faith, who has written at the Teen Club for quite a while...

"Well, this is it. My final day writing the Teen Book Club columns. I really have had such a wonderful time doing this. It seems that I have the continual good fortune to always end up writing columns for books that I wind up really enjoying. More than once I've wound up going out and getting an entire book after reading excerpts of it on here. That's why I love the book club. It lets me discover awesome books that I probably never would have picked up on my own. It's fantastic and exciting and I am so grateful to get to do this!" -- Faith

The Teen Club is a unique experience, an opportunity for young writers to be published. Who do you know who loves to write? Please share this opportunity with teachers, librarians, maybe your own children or grandchildren. Or writing at the club could be a group assignment. One year we had teens in an English class from Japan write the daily columns as part of their writing assignment. I appreciate you passing on this opportunity. It's another way to support young writers. Interested in writing for our Teen Club? Send an email to [email protected]. I'm looking forward to hearing from you.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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Dear Reader Column 1-26-18

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Dear Reader,

In the midst of making chili again for the third time in the last four weeks, I realized I was bored cooking the same recipes over and over again. Something was missing--a lot of recipes I used to make--favorites my husband and I loved. So what happened? Where were those gems?

So I started looking through my cookbooks for things we used to eat, and I found a Pasta Verde recipe with a handwritten note, "Excellent, Bob's Favorite!"

Pasta Verde! I'd forgotten all about my husband's favorite dish. So I made a batch the other night and it was indeed, just like the note said, delicious.

It's one of those dishes, that looks impressive--like it took a long time to create. But all it takes is 15 minutes and dinner is served.

My husband asked me to make another batch of Pasta Verde, so we'll do a repeat for dinner this evening. Let me know if you try it.
Enjoy!

PASTA VERDE

4 eggs
1/4 cup whipping cream
6 tablespoons butter
1-1/2 cups sliced, fresh mushrooms
1/2 cup finely chopped onion
10 ounces broccoli steamed, or cook a package of frozen
12 ounces hot cooked linguine, fettuccine or other pasta
1 cup grated Parmesan cheese
dash pepper

Let eggs, whipping cream and 3 tablespoons butter stand at room temperature for 2 to 3 hours. Cook in skillet the mushrooms and onion in remaining 3 tablespoons butter until onion is tender. Stir in cooked broccoli, heat through.

Beat together (by hand) eggs and whipping cream just till blended.

Toss pasta with the softened butter. Pour egg mixture over and toss till pasta is well coated. Add broccoli mixture, Parmesan cheese and pepper.

Serve immediately. (But it does reheat.) Serves 8 dinner portions.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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Dear Reader Column 01-25-18

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Dear Reader,

The notice read: "Looking for volunteers to help students with some writing tasks for the upcoming state testing." Five weeks, one hour a week was the time commitment. It felt like a perfect match for me, and I was qualified, so I sent an email that I'd be attending the hour-and-a-half orientation Wednesday morning.

Tuesday night as I was digging through my closet looking for the perfect outfit to wear to orientation, I found it amusing that it felt like I was choosing my outfit for the first day of school. And as the evening continued, so did my "first day" jitters.

For one thing, I wasn't sure how to pronounce the name of the school. It was a weird spelling that phonetically could go any which way, and Google wasn't offering me the usual voice option. And then I started thinking that because of my eye disability, I would be wearing dark glasses and a hat to keep the overhead lights from shining in my eyes. 'Weird girl in the fourth row, third seat back.' Yep that's what people would be thinking, wondering what's up with her?

When I started obsessing out loud about these crazy, child-like thoughts, my husband looked over at me and smiled, "This is so unlike you Suzanne, a side of you I haven't seen. But it's so cute that you're worried about the first day of school."

Okay, so I admit the next morning the deja vu continued, and I still had a bit of first day jitters when I walked into the elementary school. But unlike the first day of seventh grade, when girls really did critique 'who was wearing what,' of course the other 24 people who showed up to volunteer, didn't care what I was wearing, including the dark glasses and hat.

As I was listening to the teacher guide us through the volunteer manual, the 'if only' thought went through my mind. If only I hadn't bought into the 'who's wearing what' when I was a kid, school would have been a lot less stressful. After all, what someone is wearing isn't really important, and thank heavens when you get to be an adult you realize that.

But then the teacher said, "You know I'm really embarrassed to have to even read this list of what you can and can't wear to school when you volunteer, but here goes..."

And she started reciting a list of things that I couldn't imagine anyone wearing to school or that you would even need to make a rule about: a crop top, a bathing suit, a see-through shirt, and finally she wrapped it up with the last item on the list. A must for every volunteer. "You must wear underwear to school."

Which prompted me to raise my hand and ask, "How will you know if I'm wearing underwear or not?"

Which of course got a good laugh from everyone, and thank heavens this time 'round, my classroom humor didn't get me sent to the principal's office.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

* Congratulations to Laura R., the winner of Something's Missing by Matthew Dicks, and to Ina L., winner of The English Wife by Guest Author Lauren Willig.

Suzanne Beecher
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Dear Reader Column 01-24-18

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Dear Reader,

Please welcome today's guest author Valerie Fraser Luesse, an award-winning magazine writer best known for her feature stories and essays in Southern Living, where she is currently a senior travel editor. Specializing in stories about unique pockets of Southern culture, Luesse has published major pieces on the Gulf Coast, the Mississippi Delta, Louisiana's Acadian Prairie, and the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Valerie's editorial section on Hurricane Katrina recovery in Mississippi and Louisiana won the 2009 Writer of the Year award from the Southeast Tourism Society. She grew up in Harpersville, Alabama, a rural community in Shelby County, and now lives in Birmingham.

Valerie's new release is Missing Isaac. Set in rural Alabama in the 1960s, Missing Isaac tells the captivating story of a black field hand, Isaac Reynolds, who goes missing from the tiny, unassuming town of Glory, Alabama. The townspeople's reactions range from concern to indifference. But one boy will stop at nothing to find out what happened to his friend.

Be sure to enter Valerie's book giveaway, a signed copy of Missing Isaac. Say hello, and enter the drawing: [email protected]

When Every Vacation Was An Adventure
by Valerie Fraser Luesse

When I was growing up in rural Alabama, my parents had what you might call conflicting vacation philosophies. Mama wanted to spend as many days on the Gulf of Mexico as she possibly could, which meant she wanted the cheapest room we could find. She required only that our lodging be clean and safe, equipped with a kitchenette (she packed her skillet), and located within earshot of those Gulf waves she loved so much. Daddy, on the other hand, would rather spend one night in the swankiest hotel that their very tight budget allowed. Long story short: Mama won.

Every. Single. Time.

This was back in the 1960s, when you couldn't Google "Panama City Beach motor courts" or consult Trip Advisor to see how many stars Uncle Skipper's Ebb Tide Motel might have. You had to take some chances, and boy did we. One time we lucked out and discovered a sofa bed in our room, along with two double beds. We could invite the family down! Before it was over, there were six of us in that single room, including my aunt and two cousins.

Fast forward many years later, when my job made it possible for me to take my parents to a four-bedroom vacation home at picture-perfect Seaside, Florida. As we started to unload the car, Daddy looked at the extra parking space and said, "When does the other family get here?" It was such a joy to answer, "It's all ours." And the first time I went on a business trip and stayed in a big-city hotel that came with a basket of lux toiletries? You know I called Daddy--from the telephone in the bathroom--to tell him about my posh bath products and the bathrobe hanging in the closet.

But here's the thing about those lean vacations of my childhood: I loved every minute of them. I still remember the year we stayed at a mom-and-pop beach motel that had--OHMYGOSH!!!!--a swing set on the beach. I think back on the way my mother used to paddle her float so far out into the Gulf that we could barely see her--and how she used to laugh all the way to shore when she caught a big wave.

Daddy loved introducing me to the finer things in life--like shrimp cocktail and a T-bone in place of the beach burger I had always ordered. I credit the two of them with instilling in me a love of discovery--and the Gulf of Mexico. Their spirit of adventure has come in handy in my line of work because, well, I'm a travel editor.

--Valerie Fraser Luesse

Be sure to enter my book giveaway, a signed copy of Missing Isaac. Send an email to: [email protected]

Suzanne Beecher
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* This month's Penguin Classics book is THE STORY OF HONG GILDONG. Read now and enter-to-win for your chance to win a Penguin tote bag.

Dear Reader Column 01-23-18

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Dear Reader,

There's a rule between my husband and me that we've only broken once in 40 years of marriage. Well--now twice. We broke the rule last week, too.

Forty years ago my husband and I vowed "...in sickness and in health"...but as good writers do, I did a bit of editing and my husband agreed, "...in sickness and in health, but not at the same time."

So if my husband gets a "bug" Monday morning, and I start feeling a tickle in my throat Monday afternoon, forget it. Mind over tickle. After all I took a vow. It takes at least a week to get over a cold, so if I'm planning on sniffling and sneezing, it can't happen until Monday of the following week, and I note it in my daytimer in case I need reminding.

The first time we broke our vow, it wasn't really our fault. The bug caught us off guard. We didn't have any practice and you know the first time you do something, it rarely goes as planned. But in the end, the timing worked out okay, because I got sick first, so my husband and I were on a different decline and get well cycle. But it was still a little too close for comfort, because I started upchucking at 5 p.m., and my husband joined in at 8 o'clock, later that evening. Thank heavens for a doctor on call and an all-night pharmacy.

The second time we broke our "not at the same time" vow, my husband had a virus, that had been hanging on for two weeks and before he was fully recovered, I got sick. I was in so much distress my husband somehow managed to drive me to the doctor.

But when we got there, I didn't want to get out of the car to go into the waiting room, because I knew I was going to need to take my 'bucket,' with me. So my husband went into the doctor's office to check me in, and asked the receptionist if someone could come out to the car and let us know when it was my turn.

Five minutes later, I was totally surprised and so grateful to see my doctor walking towards our car, holding an injection needle in one hand and an alcohol wipe in the other. Who knew my doctor offered drive-through service?

My husband opened my door, and it was a first for me--getting an anti-nausea shot in my behind, while sitting in my car.

My husband and I are loving caretakers of each other. We've even assembled a get well kit: a thermometer, cold medicine, lotioned tissues, Tylenol, a hot water bottle, and an old fashioned bell, the kind that used to sit on your teacher's desk. So when one of us is sick and needs something, ding, ding, ding, the other person comes to the rescue. "Do you need water, chicken soup, or how about a foot rub?" The problem is, when both of us are sick, who is there to answer the bell?

Since there's only the two of the us, I'm wondering if we could train our five cats to be our surrogate nurses? (After all we take care of them, when they get sick.) If a bug hits both me and my husband at the same time, our 'nurses' will go into emergency surrogate mode when we ring the bell...whipping up a fresh batch of chicken soup, fluffing our pillows and measuring out doses of medicine.

Maybe I'm still delirious...

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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* This month's Penguin Classics book is THE STORY OF HONG GILDONG. Read now and enter-to-win for your chance to win a Penguin tote bag.

Dear Reader Column 01-22-18

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Dear Reader,

Lately I've been finding inspiration in the bathroom. No, don't go there in your mind. Seriously, sitting on the bathroom floor with my computer and writing has brought a new perspective to my day.

I felt like I needed a change of scenery at the beginning of the year. The desk I normally sit at to do my writing is positioned in front of two windows, so the natural light and being able to look outside at my flower gardens, you'd think it would be the perfect setting for inspiration. And it has been for the past few years, but something inside of me needed new surroundings the other day. I knew it was time for a change when my first thoughts of the day felt too routine.

I've been "here" before, feeling like I desperately needed a change and a few years ago when I was working on my book, I ended up in the bathroom then, too. I wanted to give something new a try, and I didn't want to edit myself when I was brainstorming about things. And it worked. I guess when you're sitting on a tile floor, surrounded by a old claw foot tub, a commode, vanity and sink, you realize that no idea is too crazy to entertain.

Yes, sitting on the bathroom floor, it's quirky, but thinking about the possibilities is making me smile, feeling alive and inspired.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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TOOTH AND NAIL (Thriller) by Sara Lunsford

Deciding to kill your husband is easier than you might think. Just ask Detective Shannon Bradford. She thinks about it all the time, the shape of the back of his head. What it would be like to pry it open with the claw end of a hammer. But he's the monster. Isn't he? This domestic thriller explores the dark place where justice fails and all that's left is vengeance.

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Dear Reader Column 01-19-18

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Dear Reader,

Inspired by the book, People Are Good: 100 True Stories To Restore Your Faith In Humanity, I asked readers to share about someone who's left an imprint in your mind that, "People are Good" and below are some reader replies.

"My mother was almost always angry with me when I was growing up. When in junior high school, I needed a gym suit for phys ed class. The teacher said, 'Whoever still does not have a gym suit tomorrow, gets an F in this class.' My mother would not get me one because she was in one of her angry moods. My grandmother saw me crying. She looked among her bolts of materials, as she was a wonderful seamstress and was always making something for someone. My grandmother found some blue material and asked me to draw a picture of the gym suit. She then stayed up all night and made me a gym suit, which she finished just in time for me to get to school with it tucked under my arm. She was more than my grandmother--she was my angel." -- Dorie F.

"Suzanne, I was off work yesterday, but your Monday email could not have arrived on a more appropriate day.

Yesterday was a difficult yet inspiring day, as I attended the funeral mass of a 14-year old boy who was the very definition of Good. Brett was a family friend who was diagnosed at age 11 with brain cancer that he bravely fought for three and one half years. He never complained throughout the many procedures, chemo, radiation, and trial medications he endured. Bret's 'Make-A-Wish' was not to meet a favorite athlete or to visit Disneyland, but to be a priest for a day. Yes, this 11-year old boy wanted nothing more than to grow up and become a priest. Brett's mom always described him as a good kid with a humble heart, and says that although the cancer took many things from him, it never took his faith, love and kindness. He prayed often, for 'the kids'--all the other kids with cancer that he knew through his treatments. Brett's funeral was a beautiful expression of faith, love and kindness, and his short life is a reminder to me that people are Good. Thank you for the opportunity to share his story with you." -- Judy B.

"I have been blessed by knowing good people all my life... Most recently my boss and the office manager at the library. I had a stroke at while I was work this summer. I live alone with three cats and before they let the ambulance take me to the hospital my boss had gotten my keys and promised to take care of my cats. The next morning she appeared in my hospital room with books, a cell phone charger, and a report on my cats. They took care of my cats for the five days I was in the hospital and then when I was finally released, my boss came to drive me home. The hospital is a 45 min. trip from the library and my house is 20 min. from the library so this was not just a small favor. I hope I can be as much of a blessing to others as they have been to me!" -- Edith R.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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* This month's Penguin Classics book is THE STORY OF HONG GILDONG. Read now and enter-to-win for your chance to win a Penguin tote bag.

Dear Reader Column 01-18-18

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Dear Reader,

Heather, a reader at the book club, sent me an email recommending one of her favorite books. And after reading the "About the Book" description, I think she's probably suggested a real winner. I just reserved a copy at my local library, and Heather's email has inspired me to feature (next month) a week of "Older titles, but real good books you might have missed" at the book club. Heather writes...

"Hi Suzanne, after reading your humorous column [about how you thought a neighbor might be stealing food], I thought I would let you know about a funny book about missing household items titled, Something's Missing by Matthew Dicks. It's a super fun read! Enjoy." -- Heather

If you have a book suggestion, please email and let me know. And be sure to enter today's drawing for your own copy of Heather's book recommendation. To suggest a book and to enter the drawing, click here.

About the book: Something's Missing by Matthew Dicks.

A career criminal with OCD tendencies and a savant-like genius for bringing order to his crime scenes, Martin considers himself one of the best in the biz. After all, he's been able to steal from the same people for years on end--virtually undetected. Of course, this could also be attributed to his unique business model--he takes only items that will go unnoticed by the homeowner. After all, who in their right mind would miss a roll of toilet paper here, a half-used bottle of maple syrup there, or even a rarely used piece of china buried deep within a dusty cabinet?

Even though he's never met these homeowners, he's spent hours in their houses, looking through their photo albums and reading their journals. In essence, Martin has developed a friendship of sorts with them and as such, he decides to interfere more in their lives--playing the part of a rather odd guardian angel--even though it means breaking many of his twitchy neurotic rules.

To suggest a book and to enter today's book drawing, click here.

Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.

Suzanne Beecher
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* This month's Penguin Classics book is THE STORY OF HONG GILDONG. Read now and enter-to-win for your chance to win a Penguin tote bag.