You know, for the most part, readers are wonderful people and we love them. But as with any group there are some that are less wonderful. And from them we get letters. I’ve had my share of “you’re going to hell, you blasphemous slut” letters, those that accused me of not doing my research (my fave was from the woman who read Crazy For You and said, “You could at least have talked to a real teacher;” I wrote back and said, “Fifteen years in the Beavercreek School System, baby,”), even those who have accused me of not being me (“Whoever is writing your books these days, she’s not very good . . .”) and aside from that one about researching public school teaching, I usually write back, “Thank you for sharing, best wishes, Jenny Crusie.” But a pal of mine–no, really a pal of mine, not me–just got a letter that had us both in stitches. The letter is below with my pal’s name Xed out in case the letter writer is doing an internet search for her although given the content of the letter, I doubt it:
Hi, X, I picked up your book at the library and started to read it but was quickly disgusted by two things, your use of foul, vulgar language and disrespect for the quilting sisterhood that remains very strong today. We are a group of women who care about each other and would do anything for each other. And, we do not take the Lord’s name in vain as you do. Please do not put your name on anything with the word, “Quilt” ever again.
Quilting is a fine art and should not be sullied by people like you. And, of course, I should have know better than to think this would be a good book when I read that you are from New York. You have not got a clue how other people in the USA live and feel and think. Thanks, Y
Gotta love Y, who speaks for quilters and Americans everywhere against the godless upstate New York liberal commie blue-state romance novelists. I particularly love the “Thanks, Y” signature.
But even more, you gotta love my pal, who sent back this:
Thanks so much for writing! I am sorry, but because of all the fan mail I get, I can’t respond to every letter individually. But please know I do read them all, and I’m so glad you loved my books!
Is there any wonder I adore X?