Finishing the series!

I remember reading my first Alice book in either 7th or 8th grade…there was much I learned; I appreciated the open talk…questions I didn’t know I had, etc. I ended up getting a bunch of them I think through Outrageously Alice and saved them for my nieces when they got old enough, which I just passed on to them last summer (they consumed those books SO darn fast!). It occurred to me that I’d never finished the books, and earlier this year I went through a big-girl breakup…the talks of marriage, of kids…the big-people breakup where it’s not necessarily because anything’s bad…it’s just not right. And it just so happened that the next books were when Alice and Patrick broke up. So there I was, reading your Alice books at age 33. To have an escape…life simplified, my childhood Alice books, where sometimes good things fall apart, sometimes you wrestle with God, and other peoples’ lives have a scripted direction and normalcy when quarantine prevents any shred of it, your books truly have been the best fuzzy blanket to crawl into. Thank you!

Alice books a fuzzy blanket!   I love it.  I loved writing them, too, because I was reliving moments in my own life when I wished I had some direction.  I remember a particular breakup when it really hurt the guy when I told him I’d met someone else.  It hurt me almost physically to see him in so much pain, and yet I knew he wasn’t the right one for me.  So much of me slides sort of sideways into the Alice books in disguise, but I’m glad the feeling is still there and readers can sense it in their own lives.  I hope you’ve followed Alice all the way to the final book.  Thanks so much for writing to me!