Now, to say I am thrilled would be to say that that Stephen Harper might not like art that much. That is to say it would be an UNDERSTATEMENT of the biggest proportions. I brought the first book home for her from the library and she ate it up and demanded the next. We didn’t have it yet so I had to go out and buy it. Now I am forced to order the first in the series so she can have a pair and read nothing else, or so she says.
For all my years of avid reading, I have never once written to an author to say, “HI, just wanted to let you know that your book is awesome and changed the way I see the world.” Now why is that? Many books from authors that are not even close to dead have shaped who I am. Why haven’t I taken the time to write a little note and tell them this? I know I would want to know. I could even say that I am not expecting a response so that I don’t feel bad wasting their time. I could just write a couple of lines. A postcard even. You’re awesome. Just thought you should know. That sort of thing.
But no I don’t. Am I lazy? A little. Busy? A lot. Shy? yes. But so is my daughter. And she took the time to write a rough copy, get it corrected by her mother and then use the fancy writing paper to copy it out all nice. She wrote her address and asked for a preview chapter of the coming book. She sent a photo of herself because she thinks she looks like Ottoline (and she does). So what is my problem?
And another thing. She did this all on her own. No school involved. No parent pushing her (seriously). It was one of those revelation moments that trusting her with her own education is a smart thing to do. So there.