Dear readers, I’ve written before about how Cher was basically sainted in my house — I’ve watched “Mermaids” with my mom more times than I can count, and “Believe” was the soundtrack of my dad driving me to second grade — so today is a happy day in my household. Yes, I’m talking about the release of Cher’s memoir. I should clarify: the release of the first volume of her memoir. Ahead of the book’s publication, my colleague Liz Egan sat down for a late-night interview with the diva. Over 90 minutes, they leaped from her childhood to her harrowing marriage to Sonny Bono to diamond-studded teeth. And that’s just the beginning. I know exactly who I’ll be buying this book for this year. And on that note: Do you have any vexing gift-giving problems? Write to me with a description of your intended recipient — the more specific, the better! — and I’ll answer some of your queries over the next few weeks. As always, you can reach me by emailing books@nytimes.com. In other news
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