A Letter From Stephen King (Sorta!) Plus, Amelia Ireland

A Monday morning hello.

While writing last week’s Monday morning greeting, I was reminded of the time I sent a letter to my favorite author, Stephen King. I was a 16-year-old aspiring novelist living in Boston and I wrote to him in the hopes that he would respond with his most valuable writing tips.

I have no idea what my letter said or how long it took to get a response. All I know is that one day in January 1992 an envelope showed up in my mailbox with the return address Stephen King, 49 Florida Avenue, Bangor, ME 04401.

OMFG

I ripped that sucker open, thrilled that THE Stephen King was writing to ME to answer my many writing-related questions.

Um, no. Sadly, THE Stephen King did not write to me. His assistant, however, did. The letter politely stated that Mr. King “came to realize he had to make a choice between answering letters or writing books.” Given his continued prolific output, he obviously gave up on the letters.

She did, however, kindly take the time to answer a few of my questions. “Steve’s stories…