Announcement: The Chick Lit Bee Book Club

We have some exciting news to share with you. The Chick Lit Bee will host a book club starting next month! There will be two book selections each month and participants can read both books or just one. On the second Monday of the month, we will begin discussing an American women's fiction novel. On the last Tuesday of the month, we will begin discussing a British/Irish/Australian women's fiction novel. Nancy will post questions on those days with her thoughts to get the conversation started. The book selections will be announced at least a month prior to the scheduled discussion date. If you have any book suggestions, please feel free to share them with us. 

The CLB Book Club is going to be a lot of fun, so we hope you'll join us!

Here are the book selections for March:

American: The Violets of March by Sarah Jio - Monday, March 12th
British: A Weekend with Mr. Darcy by Victoria Connelly - Tuesday, March 27th

Valentine's Day Flash Fiction Contest: Out of Practice Aphrodite

Out of Practice Aphrodite
By Sheryl Babin 

Aphrodite sprawled across the couch with her laptop, clicking idly through the latest dating profiles on Lonelyhearts.com. Sipping a latte, a slight frown touched her delicate face as she pulled up the latest people looking for love.
Click. “His picture is about 10 years and 45 pounds out of date.”
Click. “He loves his Mercedes more than his mother.”
Click. “She forgot to mention her addiction to the Home Shopping Network. Hate to meet the poor bastard that winds up with her.”
She shuddered delicately and shut down her laptop. Aphrodite set her latte down and buried her head in her hands. “Of all the days to be forced to make a match, I get stuck with the cheesiest holiday on Earth. I’ve died and gone to Hades.”
Born from the sea, Aphrodite was the most beautiful woman in the world, responsible for the fall of kingdoms and legions of pissed off wives everywhere. While Aphrodite couldn’t help the beauty she was born with, she didn’t hesitate to use it to her advantage. Thus, the current predicament she found herself in.
Thanks to an incident where she may have incited a teensy, weensy riot at a Kiss concert trying to get backstage passes, Zeus summoned her to Olympus and proceeded to chew her a new girdle. Properly chastised, Aphrodite slunk home to her New York apartment to lick her wounds.
She later heard through the nymph grapevine that Eros had been granted Valentine’s Day off but hadn’t realized the ramifications until Zeus visited her yesterday. Appearing in her apartment in an explosion of light, he commanded her to make one true love match before midnight. Aphrodite stared at him in disbelief. After all, this was Zeus. The father of thousands of illegitimate demi-gods to unsuspecting mortals, he was the last person she expected to be demanding anything about love. When she confronted him about it, Zeus gave her a withering glare.
“My affairs are none of your business, woman!” he boomed.
Aphrodite snorted. “Yeah, tell that to the nymphs. You should really learn to lock your door, Zeus. You’re lucky Hera hasn’t shriveled your balls into acorns.”
Zeus gritted his teeth. “By the mountains of Olympus, I command thee, Aphrodite, to bring true love to two deserving mortals by midnight on Valentines’ Day. Should you fail, I will banish thee to Hades for the period of two hundred years.”
Aphrodite gasped. She knew she was in deep shit as she felt the binding swoop around her ankles in a sparkle of golden light, binding her to the word of Zeus.
***
Aphrodite cursed profusely. She had forgotten how hard matchmaking was, especially in modern times. Women’s lib was becoming a complete buzz kill for the goddess of love. Toying with the rim of her martini glass, she glanced at her watch and cursed again. It was 9 p.m. Three hours before 200 years of nagging. Of all the punishments Zeus could have come up with, the threat of the next two centuries with her ex-husband was a genius move to ensure complete cooperation.
Aphrodite glanced in the mirror behind the bar and her mouth dropped open.
               “Well, hello hormones,” she chuckled under her breath, staring at the hunk that just walked in the door.
Ebony hair framed an olive complexion and hollow cheekbones. Green eyes swept the room, dismissing everyone he saw. Walking with purpose, he made a beeline for the bar, overlooking Aphrodite as he settled himself on the stool three seats away from her. He removed his jacket and rolled his sleeves up, exposing strong, tanned arms. Lifting a hand, he motioned the bartender over and ordered a drink.
Confused, Aphrodite discreetly lifted an underarm and sniffed. What the hell? He hadn’t even given her a second glance. For a few minutes, she sat there stealing glances at the man and tried to formulate a plan. Gay? she wondered, but didn’t get that vibe from him. Perplexed, she toyed with her curls with one hand and tried to come up with a plan.
A flurry of activity from the corner caught her eye. A frizzy red-headed waitress came up to the bar and motioned the bartender over to fill a drink order. Sitting close enough to the man, she heard his sudden intake of breath and saw him staring.
Unfortunately, the woman was clueless. Glancing at the olive-skinned stud, the redhead offered a slight smile as she lifted the drinks the bartender had placed on her tray.
Aphrodite sprang into action. Spinning her finger, she ensured the woman caught her foot on a bar stool. The tray of drinks went flying and the woman stumbled forward, right into hot guy’s lap. Reaching out to catch her, hot guy also lost his balance and they landed together in a tangled heap of limbs. The bar was dead silent, and Aphrodite stared in shock. Apparently, she hadn’t accounted for gravity on hot guy’s part.
The woman untangled herself, apologizing profusely.
Hot guy lay dazed on the floor, a loopy smile on his face. “I’ve been waiting three months for something like that to happen.”
A shocked laugh burst from the woman. “I’m sure I could have arranged something without ruining your suit.”
Hot guy stood up, dusted his suit off and held out his hand. “Steven,” he said.
The woman stared, not quite sure what to make of him. Finally, she placed her hand in his. “Katie.” A slight smile touched her lips.
Aphrodite grinned in delight. The ginger was kinda cute when she smiled and obviously Steven was into her. As she watched the two of them, heads bent together picking up broken glass and brushing their fingers together when they didn’t have to; she thought the feeling was beginning to be mutual. Turning back to her drink, Aphrodite startled when she saw Zeus staring at her from behind the bar. A salacious wink was the only indicator she received to let her know that Hades had been avoided for now.

Book News: February Releases

February 7th

A Life of Bright Ideas by Sandra Kring (Paperback) - A secret tore best friends Evelyn “Button” Peters and Winnalee Malone apart. Nine years ago Button and Winnalee began recording observations in their Book of Bright Ideas, a tome they believed would solve the mystery of how to live a mistake-free life. Now it’s 1970, a time of peace, love, war, and personal heartbreak. Button’s mother is dead and her grieving father has all but abandoned his children. Quiet, thoughtful Button has traded college for a sewing job in her mother’s bridal shop to help her Aunt Verdella raise her whirlwind six-year-old brother. In Button’s free time, she writes letters to the boy she loved from afar through high school, hoping he will come to love her as more than a friend. Then, like that magical Wisconsin summer of ’61, Button is greeted with the wild, gusty arrival of Winnalee. Now a beautiful flower child, Winnalee is everything Button is not. She’s been to Woodstock and enjoys “free love,” but their steadfast bond of friendship is tested as Button begins to notice the cracks in Winnalee’s carefree façade. And then Winnalee’s mother arrives with a surprise that Button never sees coming, and the fiery determination to put things right in both families once and for all.

Four of a Kind by Valerie Frankel (Paperback) - Besides the fact that their kids all attend the same fashionable Brooklyn Heights private school, Bess, Robin, Carla, and Alicia have little in common. Thrown together on the tony school’s Diversity Committee, the women impulsively turn their awkward first meeting into a boisterous game of poker. Instead of betting with chips or pocket change, however, they play for intimate secrets about their lives. As the Diversity Commitee meetings become a highly anticipated monthly ritual, the new friends reveal more with each game. Picture-perfect housewife Bess struggles to relate to her surly teenage daughter and judgmental mother. Robin, a single mom, grapples with the truth concerning her child’s real father. Carla, an ambitious doctor, attempts to balance the colossal demands of her family with her dream of owning her own private practice. And to distract herself from her troubled marriage, shy copywriter Alicia fantasizes about an attractive younger colleague. Putting all their cards on the table, the four women grow to rely on one another, bracing for one final showdown.

Outside the Lines by Amy Hatvany (Paperback) - When Eden was ten years old she found her father, David, bleeding on the bathroom floor. The suicide attempt led to her parents’ divorce, and David all but vanished from Eden’s life. Twenty years later, Eden runs a successful catering company and dreams of opening a restaurant. Since childhood, she has heard from her father only rarely, just enough to know that he’s been living on the streets and struggling with mental illness. But lately there has been no word at all. After a series of failed romantic relationships and a health scare from her mother, Eden decides it’s time to find her father, to forgive him at last, and move forward with her own life. Her search takes her to a downtown Seattle homeless shelter, and to Jack Baker, its handsome and charming director. Jack convinces Eden to volunteer her skills as a professional chef with the shelter. In return, he helps her in her quest. As the connection between Eden and Jack grows stronger, and their investigation brings them closer to David, Eden must come to terms with her true emotions, the secrets her mother has kept from her, and the painful question of whether her father, after all these years, even wants to be found.

The Lost Daughter by Lucy Ferriss (Paperback) - Brooke O’Connor—elegant, self-possessed, and kind—has a happy marriage and a deeply loved young daughter. So her adamant refusal to have a second child confounds her husband, Sean. When Brooke’s high school boyfriend Alex—now divorced and mourning the death of his young son—unexpectedly resurfaces, Sean begins to suspect an affair. For fifteen years Brooke has kept a shameful secret from everyone she loves. Only Alex knows the truth that drove them apart. His reappearance now threatens the life she has so carefully constructed and fortified by denial. With her marriage—and her emotional equilibrium—at stake, Brooke must confront what she has been unwilling to face for so long. But the truth is not what Brooke believes it to be.




February 14th

Friends Like Us by Lauren Fox (Hardcover) - Best friends Willa and Jane are often mistaken for sisters, a comparison Willa secretly enjoys. They share a small apartment, paying the rent with freelance jobs while waiting for something better to come along. Willa sells flowers and writes advertising copy for a tea company (“The path to enlightenment is steep” and “Oolong! Farewell!”); Jane cleans houses and writes bad poetry about it, rhyming “clog of hair” with “fog of despair.” Together they are a fortress of private jokes and shared opinions, so close that there’s hardly room for anyone else. Until Willa’s closest cohort and confidant from high school—dorky then, handsome and confident now—falls in love with Jane.

I've Got Your Number by Sophie Kinsella (Hardcover) - Poppy Wyatt has never felt luckier.  She is about to marry the ideal man, Magnus Tavish, but in one afternoon her 'happy ever after' begins to fall apart.  Not only has she lost her engagement ring but in the panic that followed, she has now lost her phone. As she paces shakily round the hotel foyer she spots an abandoned phone in a bin. Finders keepers!  Now she can leave a number for the hotel to contact her when they find her ring. Perfect! Well, perfect except the phone's owner, businessman Sam Roxton doesn't agree.  He wants his phone back and doesn't appreciate Poppy reading all his messages and wading into his personal life. What ensues is a hilarious and unpredictable turn of events as Poppy and Sam increasingly upend each other's lives through emails and text messages.  As Poppy juggles wedding preparations, mysterious phone calls and hiding her left hand from Magnus and his parents... she soon realises that she is in for the biggest surprise of her life.

Other Waters by Eleni N. Gage (Hardcover) - Maya is an accomplished psychiatry resident with a terrific boyfriend, loving family, and bustling New York social life. When her grandmother dies in India, a family squabble over property results in a curse that drifts across continents and threatens Maya's life. Or so her father says-- Maya (being a modern woman, an American, and a doctor) doesn't believe in curses, Brahman, or otherwise. But when her father suffers a heart attack, her sister miscarries, and her career and relationship both start to falter, Maya starts to worry. A trip back to India with her best friend Heidi, Maya reasons, will be just what's needed to remove the curse, save her family, and to put her own life back in order. Thus begins a journey into Maya's parallel world-- an India filled with loving and annoying relatives, vivid colors, and superstitious customs--a cross-cultural, transcontinental search for a chance to find real love.

The House I Loved by Tatiana de Rosnay (Hardcover) - Paris, France: 1860’s. Hundreds of houses are being razed, whole neighborhoods reduced to ashes. By order of Emperor Napoleon III, Baron Haussman has set into motion a series of large-scale renovations that will permanently alter the face of old Paris, moulding it into a “modern city.” The reforms will erase generations of history—but in the midst of the tumult, one woman will take a stand. Rose Bazelet is determined to fight against the destruction of her family home until the very end; as others flee, she stakes her claim in the basement of the old house on rue Childebert, ignoring the sounds of change that come closer and closer each day. Attempting to overcome the loneliness of her daily life, she begins to write letters to Armand, her beloved late husband. And as she delves into the ritual of remembering, Rose is forced to come to terms with a secret that has been buried deep in her heart for thirty years. The House I Loved is both a poignant story of one woman’s indelible strength, and an ode to Paris, where houses harbor the joys and sorrows of their inhabitants, and secrets endure in the very walls...

February 29th

The Second Time We Met by Leila Cobo (Paperback) - Adored and nurtured by his adoptive parents in California, Asher Stone has moved effortlessly through a nearly perfect life. He is on the verge of a professional soccer career-when a car accident throws his future into doubt. Suddenly, Asher begins to wonder about his past, and about the girl who gave him up for adoption in Colombia two decades ago. And so begins his search for a woman named Rita Ortiz. From the teeming streets of Bogata to a tiny orphanage tucked into a hillside, Asher untangles the mystery of Rita's identity, her abrupt disappearance from her home, and the winding journey that followed. But as Asher comes closer to finding Rita, his own parents are faced with fears and doubts. And Rita must soon make her own momentous choice: stay hidden in her hard-earned new life, or meet the secret son who will bring painful memories-or the promise of a new beginning.



Are you going to read any of the books listed? Do you know of any other February new releases to add to the list?

Valentine's Day Flash Fiction Contest: Baked with Love

Baked with Love


Cloudy dreariness envelopes the streets outside. The sun hasn't dared to crack the iron curtain in the sky which threatens an assault of raindrops at any moment. For the time being, it's holding off, as if in a standstill with the day that's unfolding in the town below. Sarah Jane stands in her kitchen watching her old pear tree swing in the breeze as the final two leaves are pulled off, tumbling in the wind. She glances up at the sky, hoping the rain won't start for at least an hour or so as she carefully ties red ribbon on each cellophane bag that has been decorated with tiny heart stickers. A yawn escapes her mouth and she's forced to admit she stayed up too late the night before baking treats. She smiles as she puts the final touches on her homemade gifts.
Loading them in a large basket, she calls for Jasmine. As she hears her padding down the stairs, she grabs an umbrella just to be safe and bends down to clip a pink bow in Jasmine's hair. Happily, they bound out the door and into their SUV.
Jasmine sits quietly in her seat and stares out the window as Sarah Jane navigates through the traffic. It's been a while since she's planned anything special. Gosh, she thinks, it's probably been almost a year, but it's been a tough year, she sighs. It's been filled with too much heartache, too much divorce. It feels like they've finally turned the corner though. They've stopped watching the door at six o'clock waiting for Bill to walk through it. They've stopped looking at the empty side of the bed wondering if they should venture over there or not. They've  stopped waking up at seven in the morning when his alarm would have gone off. It's taken a while but they've finally accepted that Bill isn't coming back and it's just going to be the two of them from here on out. Just because life's taken a detour, Sarah Jane is determined to put the past behind her and start focusing on the good things in her life...starting today.
As she pulls into the parking lot at the park, she glances up at the thick, dark clouds above. She hurries out of the car with her basket while Jasmine bounds out the door. As they enter the gate system to get into the park, Jasmine starts to prance and whine a little, as if urging Sarah Jane to go faster. All of her friends race up to the fence, wiggling and dancing while they wait for her to join them. The adults sitting on benches and in chairs reading books or checking their cell phones glance up at the commotion going on at the park's entrance. 
“Hey, everyone,” Sarah Jane yells out as she and Jasmine are mobbed entering the park gate. She holds the basket up high as wet noses sniff the air and hungry eyes yearn to get a better look at what she brought. She laughs and then orders them to, “Go play!”
“What do you have there?” asks Marissa, curiously.
“Just a little Valentine's Day treat,” she says smiling. 
“Oooh,” croons Marissa.  “Is it for us or the little monsters?”
“How can you talk about our babies that way?” Sarah Jane ask playfully. 
Marissa doesn't say anything; she just smiles and points. Sarah Jane follows her gaze and sees a pile of dirty, filthy “monsters” that are wrestling the ball from each other and knocking each other down for a turn.
“Okay, okay,” Sarah Jane concedes. “Our babies are monsters!”
“Now come on. They're not monsters and they're not babies either,” says Jack pointedly. “They're acting just like they should because they're dogs.”
“Ah Jack,” Sarah Jane sighs. “You always call it like you see it.”
Jack shrugs his shoulders and lobs a ball for the pack of dogs, including my sweet yet dirty furbaby. He doesn't say much, but you can tell he thinks the bows and fancy collars are a bunch of hooey.
“Well, whatever you want to call them, I have homemade doggy treats for them,” Sarah Jane says, smiling and waving her basket. Even grouchy Jack's eyes perk up a little. He may call his dog a dog, but everyone knows he's his best friend.
 Sarah Jane happily walks around with her basket handing out treats and wishing everyone a Happy Valentine's Day. She heads over to Derrick last, the rugged guy in the cargo pants and sweatshirt. He's engrossed in a book as usual.
“Hey,” she says sweetly, waiting for him to look up at her. 
“Hey,” he says, smiling and closing his book curiously.
“Um,” she stammers as she notices the amber flecks in his eyes. “I baked some dog treats and wanted to share them with Jasmine's friends for Valentine's Day.”
“Thank you,” he says sincerely, taking the bag from her hand. His fingers brush against hers and she blushes.
“It was nothing,” Sarah Jane says as she studies his angular jaw and scruffy face.
“No, it was something,” he says. “It was really kind of you.”
“Well then, you're welcome,” she says.
“You know,” he says and pauses. “We should go out sometime.”
“Yes, we should,” Sarah Jane replies. It's been ages since she's had this butterfly feeling. It's slightly intoxicating and makes her happy and nervous all at once. Baking dog treats was the best idea she's had in a long time. Not only has she made the dogs happy and their owners happy, but now, she's also scored herself a date. 
“I have a date,” she mouths to Marissa as she walks back across the park, trying to restrain herself from doing a little happy dance. A drop of rain falls from the sky and Sarah Jane couldn't care less.        

Recommended Weekend Read: Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?

I love Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me? (And Other Concerns) by Mindy Kaling and highly recommend that you pick up a copy of this New York Times bestseller. It's funny, charming, heartfelt, and just such a fun read. For those who don't know, Mindy is an Emmy-nominated writer and actress on NBC's The Office.

Here's more about the book:

Mindy Kaling has lived many lives: the obedient child of immigrant professionals, a timid chubster afraid of her own bike, a Ben Affleck–impersonating Off-Broadway performer and playwright, and, finally, a comedy writer and actress prone to starting fights with her friends and coworkers with the sentence “Can I just say one last thing about this, and then I swear I’ll shut up about it?” Perhaps you want to know what Mindy thinks makes a great best friend (someone who will fill your prescription in the middle of the night), or what makes a great guy (one who is aware of all elderly people in any room at any time and acts accordingly), or what is the perfect amount of fame (so famous you can never get convicted of murder in a court of law), or how to maintain a trim figure (you will not find that information in these pages). If so, you’ve come to the right book, mostly! In Is Everyone Hanging Out Without Me?, Mindy invites readers on a tour of her life and her unscientific observations on romance, friendship, and Hollywood, with several conveniently placed stopping points for you to run errands and make phone calls. Mindy Kaling really is a Girl Next Door, not really literally anywhere in the continental United States, but definitely if you live in India or Sri Lanka.

To find out even more, you can visit Mindy's website www.theconcernsofmindykaling.com.

Happy reading! Have a great weekend!