One of the best effects of electronic communication is the gift of staying in touch with friends who are far away. Yet, receiving a letter that has my name hand written on the envelope still gives me a thrill. When I see that postmarked missive, all the bills and senseless ads are shoved aside. I can’t wait to read the note inside, and the newspaper clippings from my old hometown that someone who knows me so well has included. I can forget my nagging worries; a friend has cared enough to write – to me.
Because I created this site as a vehicle to both review and remind myself of books I’ve read, I am reminiscing about favorite epistolaries – books written as a collection of letters:
“Daddy Long Legs”
“84 Charing Place”
“The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Society”
Do you have a favorite? And how long has it been since you sat right down and wrote a letter?