Question: Should they be characters from stories that you write or books that you are reading?

Well…. I haven't been on here. Best compose a letter. 

Dear Robert,

Please make up your mind. Are you loud and outgoing or quiet and sutle? You don't seem like a passive-agressive person, so please stop acting that way. And this happy act. What is up with that? You've been lied to, basically brainwashed, your whole life and now seems like a good time to be happy? I'd be seeking out my vengance in a more straight forward way. But there we go again, with the passive agressive-ness.

Here's some advice: Be more careful. This all seems to be a result of you being uncareful–eveything you've gotten into. You seem farily smart–this should be easy for you, but it's not.

Now, I realise times are hard and it's not easy when there's already one somewhat-crazy fangirl following you around, who's convinced you're Tamaki from Ouran Highschool Host Club, but I know you are far from that. Sure, you've had you're low points– but of all our characters you're the one with the most knowlegde of what's going on. Use it. And don't let your tongue run as much.

Sincerily,

Your Author 

Who are the characters that we write to? 

Dear Ren, I know that I haven't paid much attention to you, especially as you ARE the main character, but could you please please PLEASE give me just a hint about your personality? You might like it this way, but you can't stay a perfect, boring, more caring, version of me forever.

Sincerely,

P.S. (Piper Swift, my pseudonym)

It's supposed to be your own book characters, but you can write a letter to a published book character if you want. Actually, that sounds like a good idea…

Dear Helen Wilkinson,

How can you constantly try to dig up Percival Sebastian's past? I know, I know, I made you like that,but don't you think it has gotten a bit out of hand? All Percival Sebastian is trying to do is care for Stella May, and keep her from using her powers so much that they exhaust her. Stella is only a six-year-old, I must remind you. And what's more, you know you want to escape that wretched orphanage with them. You want to go find your own parents, while they look for their mother.

Regards,

Choca 

Here's my letter to a book character:

Dear Lyra Silvertongue,

Look, I liked you a lot. A LOT. I thought you were one of the coolest protagonists ever created. Especially in a fantasy series, since the genre is so overrun by pseudo-medieval men (think Eragon). I loved your friendship with Pan, which made me want to have a daemon like no one's business. I loved your friendship with Iorek, and your ability to read the alethiometer. I wanted to meet you, I wanted to enter your world and meet all the fascinating people you got to know on your trip North: Lee Scoresby, Serafina Pekkala, even Lord Asriel and the devastating Mrs. Coulter. I thought you were the best heroine ever.

Until you met Will. I never liked him from the start. He had no personality. He led you away from your glorious world. He turned you from a spunky young girl into a mooning, desperate teenager in the worst possible way. And he wasn't worth it. So what if he could cut through the air with a knife? People had before. Iorek and the alethiometer both called him dangerous. Yet you stuck by him. Fell in love with him and lost the ability to read the meter. Cried when you realized that you had to go back to your own wonderous Oxford and leave him. Seriously, girl??? You can meet other people, and you only knew him for, like, a month? If your Philip Pullman was supposed to use you to illustrate love, he could have done it a little less soppily. And I, as a rule, like romance. The fact that I was nauseated by yours must mean it wasn't so great.

I still like to read your adventures in The Golden Compass, but I am so disappointed at how you changed.

Best wishes all the same from an old devoted reader,

Everinne. 

Okay, this is cool and should be interesting 🙂

Dear Charlie,

I love your sensitivity but please take a risk soon. Life must be lived beyond your books. And please, please accept Peggy as a friend. You have no friends. You are lonely are you not? She is practically a female version of you. Won't you please stop being anti-social. Just live a little okay buddy?

Your author, 

Katie of the land of snow