There are plenty of reasons to love book clubs. At most book clubs you’ll find friendship, a shared sense of camaraderie, snacks and wine, and, most importantly, a passion for reading. Book clubs come in all shapes and sizes. Some are based around a particular genre of book, others are centered around best-sellers, and some are member-selected so the books read can run the gamut.

I can’t, and don’t, speak for all authors, but I love being invited to book clubs. For me it’s a chance to meet new people, and to talk to them about my characters, my plots, and my themes. It’s also a great time to answer questions. Often, I’m asked to sign copies of my books which is truly gratifying. But it’s also an important opportunity for feedback. That’s something that you really can’t get in any great detail from a regular book signing, where people are generally in a hurry, and you don’t have the time for an in-depth discussion. Plus, at a signing, the customers typically haven’t read the book yet!

I recall an event where a reader talked to me about her feelings about “voice” in a novel, because I was thinking of changing things up a bit for “Tangled Lines.” She reminded me that just because you switch voices in each chapter, you don’t need to retell a previous chapter. That really stuck with me, and I kept it in mind as I wrote that book. When I next saw her, she said she was pleasantly surprised at how I had managed to move from Dare to Jo and back again without plot repetition. Her input proved to be extremely helpful.

So, this week I was honored to be the guest at the Evening Book Club of the Outer Banks Woman’s Club. I entered the home of the hostess not knowing a soul. We were all strangers. I walked out feeling as though I had gained a wonderful group of new friends who enjoy their shared love of reading, and who welcome the opportunity for dialogue with a local author.

I was truly surprised to see that the food at the event was patterned after some of the scenes in my first book – there were cards with quotes and page numbers page numbers referencing where the food was mentioned! As we were discussing “Storm Season,” some of the members brought photos of themselves from 1975. Of course, that’s the year when that story begins. It was really a trip back through memory lane to read a list of what was happening back fifty-one years ago! Those shared stories, and accompanying laughter, only enriched the evening.

I mention this special evening just to reinforce that books clubs are a wonderful opportunity for excellent conversation. It’s important for broadening the author’s understanding of what readers want, and for the understanding of how authors approach their craft.

I welcome invitations to book clubs, and happily will travel anywhere to join in on the fun. If you are a book club member, and think your club would like to have me drop by, just contact me through this website, or through my Facebook page. I look forward to seeing you soon!

There is no doubt in our minds that there is something very special about a Beach Mom. Beach Moms magically appear during family vacation time. They morph out of the moms we all know at home, but they have a special glow about them when they get to the Outer Banks. The transition here seems to begin somewhere between Whalebone Junction and Pea Island – just after crossing the bridge!

The stress of everyday life seems to melt away with those first views of sand, sun, and sea; and mom is more than up to the task for the family vacation.  Perhaps we are reminiscing about our generation of moms and our own beach memories, but every generation of Beach Moms has its own unique characteristics. Back in the day, coming off from the beach at Noon meant a great lunch of white bread, baloney, perhaps some fruit or homemade cookies and a big glass of milk. Then it was back to the beach for the kids while Mom cleaned up behind.

Today perhaps it is fruit bars or veggie wraps on the beach – but a mom’s insistence on a good lunch is still the same.  Beach Moms are also great at taking care of all of the little dramas a family vacation can bring – a sunburn, a jellyfish sting, the wrong flavor in the ice cream cone – minor catastrophes which would be unnerving at home seem to shrink with Beach Mom’s love and care.  Beach Mom seems more flexible with bedtimes, more flexible with picky eaters, and well, just more flexible in general. She’s the one who makes sure bathing suits are always rinsed, beach towels are hung to dry overnight, and she’s the one who suddenly says buying beach souvenirs is perfectly alright!

Some of our best Beach Mom memories are recalling that after a day of looking after the family, there was time for her to relax with a favorite book, favorite beverage, and of course, time to regale the events of the day with Beach Dad. But Beach Dad is for another time.

Family vacations make amazing memories and no matter how your beach holidays come back to you (though black and white photos, movies, faded color snaps, polaroids, slides, videos or digital albums), Beach Mom is no doubt the star of the show.

Here’s our wish for a wonderful Mother’s Day to all moms (and to all the women who take on that role in someone’s life) – Beach Moms, Lake Moms, City Moms, Suburban Moms, Country Moms – we love you all!

Enjoy your special day!

This article first appeared in the Island Free Press in 2021 as part of my series “From Behind the Innkeeper’s Desk,” which I wrote when my husband and I owned the Cape Hatteras Motel. I think it still resonates today, don’t you?