Without the Alice books, I honestly don’t know what I would have done. When I really couldn’t turn to a parent or anyone else, Alice was there to explain the most “taboo” sort of things that I was lost without knowing. Even more than that, there were times I was convinced there was something very wrong with me. You’re books cleared that up, and let me know I was normal. I can’t thank you enough. Especially for having the clear understanding and fortitude to publish what children truly need.
I understand you must be incredibly busy, I don’t really know what to expect. But I hope you have a wonderful day, you’ve given me so many through you’re writing.
I imagine there are many readers identifying with you as they read your email. I know from the emails and letters I receive that many, many girls worry that they think about things no one else would think about, or that some part of their female anatomy is too big or too small, or that they doubt some of the things their parents believe, or that what seems right to them seems wrong to someone else…. I’m glad my books were helpful to you over the years, and appreciate your taking the time to tell me so.
I have two questions actually. The first is did you know from as soon as you wrote Sylvia into the series, that you evantually wanted her to marry Alice’s father? Or did it just come to you overnight?My second question is did something happen to your own mother as you were growing up? I read one of your other books a while back…The Blizard’s Wake…I think was what it was called. I noticed the girl’s mother had passed away in that book as well, and I was just entirely curious.
I knew when I introduced Sylvia into the series that she would eventually marry Ben. And no, my own mother lived to be 90, and I was glad to have her for so long. There may be more of my books in which the mother–or another family member dies–I’d have to think about it. Having this happen just seemed right for the plot, that’s all.
Let me just start by saying I *love* the Alice series! Alice is such a relatable (sp?) girl. I wish she really existed – but oh well. At least she does in my mind. 🙂
So anyway, I need some advice. I have this friend – let’s call her Amanda – that has been my absolute *best friend* for all my life. We live in different states for most of the year but we see each other all summer. Another friend of ours – we can call her Sara – comes to the same place as well, and she has this *gorgeous* brother, who I’ll just call George. He’s sweet and thoughtful and funny and smart and just my absolute dream guy. But he’s a year older than me, and so is Amanda. They’re closer in age, and I’ve barely even spoken to him because I came back early from our summer town. Amanda’s hung out with Sara and George a few times. She likes him just as much as I do and says he might like her back. We have yet another friend, Molly, who kept commenting before we had seen him again this summer that he was a good match for Amanda and whenever I spoke up that I thought he was really great too, she would just say she couldn’t see him with me. Amanda agreed. It made me just really sad and now that I’m back in my home state I see their statuses on Facebook and stuff all the time. They go surfing together and hang out and have inside jokes. Amanda asked me if I still liked him and I just said no. It’s not like I’ll see him much anyway. But I still really like him.
I don’t know what to do. I’m happy for Amanda, and I know I can’t get him anyway. But how can I just deal with it?
There isn’t a really good way to deal with it, and it’s tough, I know. It happened to me twice when I was growing up, and all I could do was watch. It’s good to remember, though, that some day it will be the other way around. Someone like really like you and you’ll be a couple, and there will be other people who envy you. It’s all part of life and growing up.
I Have been reading the Alice series since I was 10. I first was
introduced to Alice when I found an old copy of “Reluctantly Alice” at
a book store in Lake Tahoe, where I was visiting. I loved Alice. I
remember hiding my copy of Alice the Brave. I had tried to reenact the
seen from the book where they read about the Woman slipping into the
man’s bed. I was scared my mom would find out so I hid it in the
garage. I guess I never really understood how much Alice was a part of
my life, until today. I came across your blog, and it mentioned the
pencil test. A light went on in my head and I said “So *thats* where I
got that from!”. I read Alice off and on through my adolescence. A few
days ago I picked up my copy of “The Agony of Alice.” Alice is now
helping me through the struggles of growing up all over again.
Thank you for writing such wonderful books that still how the power to
touch me today.
I loved your letter. When I was young, I liked to act out scenes I’d read about too. (Remember the Tarzan scene with her boyfriend from Agony of Alice?)