Note: Amelia’s writer has been on a very understood hiatus. This was just a quick note to hopefully cheer her day and provide a friendly elbow to her ribcage to remind her of our little game. <3 Dearest Amelia, It has been so long since our last correspondance, and I dare not take the time [...]
Dearest Amelia, The name of the missing novel is – Do not laugh! – Silken Whiskers. I know, I know, it is a dreadful title, and you’ll no doubt mock me even for picking up the volume, and you’d be right to do so. Tawdriness aside, I am left at the climax, the heroine in [...]
Hello Dearheart: Only threw him into the canal? Shameful, I would have wished your paper tiger had at least made a meal of the gentleman’s – I use the term loosely- breaches. Why is it Cheska, toms feel the right to maul every female unfortunate enough to cross their path? However, we as ladies must [...]
Dearest Amelia, You must believe me when I say it was not my fault that I dumped the Conte Brasso into the canals! Oh, why do these things always happen to me? It’s never my fault and yet it’s always my fault! Just thinking of it fair sets my fur on end! Even now, I [...]