Re-reading Alice yet again

I have written to you in the past, years and years ago, to tell you how much the Alice series has meant to me. And now I’m writing again because, as it turns out, Alice is still a comfort to me at 33 years old. It seems I turn to her not only when I have nothing new to read, but also when I am lonely or depressed. When my dad died three years ago, I abandoned Lilac Girls and embraced my old friend Alice, and it gave me the comfort I needed to not feel so alone. And I have turned to her again in the midst of this pandemic. Since I can’t be with my real friends and family, Alice is a wonderful and constant companion. I started with Alice Alone when I couldn’t get into the book I was reading at the time, and intended to only read it until something new sparked my interest. Well, now I’ve read all the way up to Alice’s senior year because it’s so nice to settle in with a faithful and familiar friend when it seems like the world has turned upside down. Once again, thank you for Alice. I’ll continue to read her stories until my sight fails me, or my comprehension is muddled from the effects of aging. Thank you, thank you.

It’s wonderful to hear from Alice friends of all ages.  When you get to the 28th book, Now I’ll Tell You Everything, the last in the series, taking Alice from age 18 to 60, you will have even more to identify with.  It was  calming for me when I wrote the series.  Over that 28-year span in which I wrote it, there was always something upsetting going on in the world, and yes it was a nice escape, though always a realistic one.  Thanks so much for writing to me.  Enjoy the next book!