While I'm sure you're already getting so many letters like this one, please forgive me adding my voice to the multitude. Ever since we came through the mirrors I haven't picked up stories the way I used to, though I really, really wish I'd taken the time and seen your work sooner.
My nights and days have more color to them! The most tedious job is bearable when my mind wanders and finds your maiden with her dragon. Sometimes I tear up and can't explain why when someone fusses, but it's worth it. I read love stories, but your love story read me; it made me feel seen, related to. Of course you weren't writing for me more than any other reader, but that's how it felt.
Thank you, a fan
a letter sent to the original mailer's address. . .
While I can hardly commend your taste in romance, I must confess your ability to pick out the best of the garbage should be complimented. It has been a long while since I've written something so indulgent and tasteless. I wrote it in a fever state and, to be quite frank, I'm surprised someone has found worth in it.
This is quite a backhanded way to thank you. The time you've dedicated to what I saw as drivel has made me reevaluate its value. Though, if you ask me, there ought to be more outlandish romances in this city's market. Stagnation is art's greatest poison. Perhaps, if the mood strikes me, I will write a sequel to The Maiden's Dragon.
Your letter started so self-critically that you had me ready to shoot back with fire and brimstone until you gave your work a compliment without qualifiers! Only, then you dangled the prospect of a sequel in front of me and scattered every other thought I might've started having. My bias is obvious.
You are very welcome, and I've got to say that it's such a relief that first letter found its way home. Whatever else might be said about anyone's art, not everyone can say they've made something that improves the day after seeing it.
a letter addressed to the author responsible for publishing a dragon/maiden romance
My nights and days have more color to them! The most tedious job is bearable when my mind wanders and finds your maiden with her dragon. Sometimes I tear up and can't explain why when someone fusses, but it's worth it. I read love stories, but your love story read me; it made me feel seen, related to. Of course you weren't writing for me more than any other reader, but that's how it felt.
Thank you,
a fan
a letter sent to the original mailer's address. . .
While I can hardly commend your taste in romance, I must confess your ability to pick out the best of the garbage should be complimented. It has been a long while since I've written something so indulgent and tasteless. I wrote it in a fever state and, to be quite frank, I'm surprised someone has found worth in it.
This is quite a backhanded way to thank you. The time you've dedicated to what I saw as drivel has made me reevaluate its value. Though, if you ask me, there ought to be more outlandish romances in this city's market. Stagnation is art's greatest poison. Perhaps, if the mood strikes me, I will write a sequel to The Maiden's Dragon.
H.C.A
no subject
Your letter started so self-critically that you had me ready to shoot back with fire and brimstone until you gave your work a compliment without qualifiers! Only, then you dangled the prospect of a sequel in front of me and scattered every other thought I might've started having. My bias is obvious.
You are very welcome, and I've got to say that it's such a relief that first letter found its way home. Whatever else might be said about anyone's art, not everyone can say they've made something that improves the day after seeing it.
Thank you!
P.