Forgive me for being so forward in writing this letter telling you of my adoration. I love what you do. No, really, I do. It is a deep, faithful, forever love.

Please, don’t stop reading! I’m no weirdo, I assure you. Just appreciative and grateful and needing in some way to express this to you.

I know you don’t know me. Which makes us even. Because I don’t know you. We’ve never met. Yet there’s a connection, a deep one I can’t explain.

Of course there is. It’s what you hoped and planned, isn’t it?

It is a connection borne of your skill at creating a setting so real I can picture me there. So much so, I’ve thought this place exists and hope to go there someday. To walk the same streets, paths, travel through the sky just as they do - your characters.

This is where you truly shine. The people you introduce me to are as vivid as the setting you place them in. How I long to get to know them better, which I do as you reveal them slowly, deliberately – so much so I can’t turn away from your words or descriptions. I want more. And you come through for me every time.

Not that any of them are perfect, or that I like them enough to want them as friends. Some, I’m downright afraid of, practically giving my nightmares. In fact, truth be told, some have!

Your words flow for me like a river as I follow along its course. At times, I feel as if I’ve slipped in, swept away until I can find solid ground again, and get my bearings. It can be a wild ride, but I’m not afraid. Ever.

I know you will never give me cause to think you have no clue what you are doing, where you are going, or how you get there. I will have enjoyed myself immensely. Even though at times I may fear I am heading nowhere. (It isn’t much of a fear really, I do trust you. You’ve never let me down yet.)

You see writers aren’t perfect either. So please don’t feel that I cannot forgive your plot a few slips here and there. It happens. Although with you, rarely.

Well, I’ve taken up enough of your time. I just wanted you to know how much I love what you do and how you do it. And I will always be here for you, thankful for all the hard work you do in order to make me so happy.

Yours faithfully,

J.C. Montgomery