March 27, 2018
Do you mind if I tell you this?
Hello! I hope you’re doing well. I am thirteen years old and I first read my favorite book of all time, Alan Mendelsohn, the Boy from Mars, when I was eight years old. Since then, it’s been a little alarming how many times I’ve read and re-read your stories. I’m a writer, and every fun, loose story I’ve ever written have been inspired almost entirely by you. You were one of the few people who had the rare chance to shape my childhood. You shaped my father’s childhood as well, so a big thank-you from my father is included in this. I miss the fact that you don’t write anymore, but I get comfort in knowing you’re spending your well-deserved retirement happily and (hopefully) exercising your palate. I owe you one last large thank-you for everything you have done for me, my father, and my ideas. Thank you, Mr. Pinkwater. Thank you very much.
Hello, Jake. What gives you the idea I don't write any more? I write. I have not retired. There would be no reason to retire. I have lived my whole live pretty much identically to a retired person. As a writer, you should understand this...there are many benefits and satisfactions to being a writer, but the greatest is the chance that, with good luck, you may never have to work in some office. Anyway, I highly doubt that you have read everything of mine already published, let alone stuff waiting around for a publisher, or still being worked on, or thought up. More than a hundred titles, you read them? Thanks for saying nice things about my stuff, and I apologize for shaping your childhood. Tell you father I'm sorry about his too.