Me to him - Do you ever think: hey, maybe Carrie will be happy being a writer? I get flashes of that sometimes. I've been pretty happy these past few weeks working on Girl Runner, running, being with the kids.
Him - It sounds like a good life. Not sure you can cure the restless feeling.
Me - I'm oddly buoyed by this stranger writing me this kind letter urging me to keep my focus.
Him - You have to think about the amount of effort that letter took.
To the stranger who wrote me a letter: thank you.
To all readers who have read a book they love: consider writing the author a letter. We read alone, and we write alone, which is a paradox, because we read and we write to experience connection. Who knows, your letter may be a sweet spark.
Labels: books, Kevin, letters, reading, writing