I was a hopeful young girl prowling the library in search of ideas–answers, even.

Who am I? What will I be?

In search of self, I scanned nonfiction titles throughout the Dewey Decimal system, often returning to scan the line of titles in the writing section. One day, I saw this one:

Write to Discover Yourself, by Ruth Vaughn.

Write to discover myself? Why, that’s exactly what I wanted to do. I dreamed of writing, and I was a junior high kid in the midst of self-discovery. It was the perfect book. I checked it out and pored over it.

I filled notebooks with suggestions and quotations and exercises that Ruth Vaughn designed for the reader, all containing content from the university courses she taught on the subject but presented for the non-academic reader. Even a junior high kid could follow her every word. 

Every once in a while, she’d include something that made me suspect she was a Christian. The book didn’t seem overtly Christian, so it was just a hint, a whiff of spirituality, a suggestion of prayer and mention of God. Being a young and enthusiastic believer at the time, I thought I was pretty clever to pick up on her clues. Not only that, I had a goose-bumpy thrill that the Holy Spirit was using this book in my life.

I checked it out many times, revisiting it to see if I could learn something more.

Fast-forward to college. Creative writing classes brought back my junior high memories of Write to Discover Yourself. I tried to track down a copy to finally own, but it was out of print. When I was visiting my parents one weekend, I returned to my beloved library, and on a shelf in the writing section sat that same copy of Write to Discover Yourself that had been such a source of encouragement during prime years of self-discovery and writing dreams. I checked it out, and because it was out of print, I was free to photocopy the entire book. I finally had a copy of my own.

And then a thought occurred to me: I should write to the author and tell her how much this book has meant to me. I don’t know why I was so determined to follow through, but I was, and I did. I composed a lengthy letter explaining how I found it in the library years ago and it helped me accept who I was. I wrote about revisiting it years later as a college student and how encouraging it was to me as an English major. Basically, I thanked her for making such a profound impact on me. Then I mailed it to the publisher, asking them to forward the letter to Ruth.

And they did. It took them some time to track her down, as they had lost touch with her. But they found Ruth Vaughn, mailed her the letter, and she wrote back.

That response–probably in 1986 or 1987–was the beginning of a lifelong friendship. Ruth and I correspond to this day–I just wrote an e-mail to her yesterday. She’s been a long-distance mentor, encouraging me as both a writer and more importantly, as a fellow believer and a mom.

When I published a book in 2000, I received some letters and a few e-mails from readers. As recently as yesterday, someone wrote and shared how God used The Contemplative Mom in her life. I’m so encouraged by this, so delighted and humbled. Every note, no matter how short or long, whether handwritten and mailed or zipped off by e-mail is thrilling. It affirms my work and calling. Books have a life of their own, and authors never know how many hands a copy will fall into, how many eyes will take in its words or how many thoughts will be stirred as a result. Letters offer a hint of the impact and spur us on to keep at it, to apply our rumps to chairs and write. E-mails from readers remind us why we write: to communicate to a broader audience and share our passion for the subject or story.

Blogs have made it so easy. Many authors keep blogs or post an e-mail on their websites so that readers can easily contact them–it’s fast and easy.

Some people feel shy about writing an author, but don’t be. Some of the big-name authors may not have time to write back, but they will be encouraged.

If a book by a living author has impacted you, I urge you to take that extra step and let her know. Hop onto Google and track down a website or blog, locate an e-mail, and if nothing comes up, write a quick note and send it through the publisher’s e-mail.

Write a writer today. You’ll make someone’s day.