Hello!! I am a six grader and I haven’t read many of your books but the ones I have read are absolutely amazing!!! I’ve read Ella enchanted, fairest, a tale of two cities, and a couple of the princess tales. Anyway you are an AmaZing author and, like I said, your books are amazing!!! My best friend is also a big fan of your books.🙂 thank you for writing all these books, I love visit the land of Ella, asa, char, elodie, and so many others.💕 I hope your doing well!
~Lydia

Hi Mrs. Levine! My name is Santiago, and I am 11 years old. I am writing a novel, and I seem to be having difficulties with the middle section. I have the first 60 pages, and I have the ending pictured in my mind, but I cannot carry on. Do you have any advice for carrying on? I am reading your book, Writer to Writer, but I don't quite understand what you said about 'middles'.
I have a friend helping me to write this novel, and he is giving me great advice, but he seems to be stuck too. Can you help us?

Hi, Mrs. Levine,
My name is Grace Vawter. I am eleven years old.
I just thought that it would be a good idea to message you and tell you that I LOVE your books. My favorite is probably Ella Enchanted. It was sooo good!!!!! Sorry, I love exclamation points. (for some weird reason) I am in the middle of reading Writing Magic and I thought I would try to put my story on here so you and others could read it.
Little Red Riding Hood (My Version☺)
My daughter was a great girl. She had her faults, but she lived up to the standards we set with perfection. Hi, I’m Big Red Riding Hood, Little Red Riding Hood’s mom. Little Red Riding is SUCH a mouthful isn’t it? I normally just call her Red. My mother, Red’s Granny Pearl had been very sick for a long time and Red would not stop bothering me about going to take her a basket of goodies. She spent a whole day baking cakes, pies, cookies, and other goodies. The next day, she packed them up and set off for Granny Pearl’s house. I was crying as I watched her go. What if a bear or a lion ate her? Or what if she fell into a pit and couldn’t get out? I walked back into the house to keep from running after her. Now, I bet you’re wondering how I will tell the rest of the story. Well I’m not. I’m going to pass on the story to a person that can tell you the rest.
Hi, I’m a wolf. Let’s get back to the story. Red was walking through the forest when she heard some spooky noises. She heard noises right behind her, but when she looked, I jumped behind a tree so she wouldn’t see me. I could tell that she was starting to get creeped out. Boing! Boing! There was a rustle in the bushes. She stopped and looked around again. Nothing. She ran. She ran and ran and ran. She ran through the edge of the woods, right to the edge of the cliff! She stumbled, but quickly regained her footing. She then realized that she had lost the path! She walked back the way she had come trying to find the path again, to no avail. Red walked over to the edge of the cliff and watched as the rocks fell and crashed into the abyss below. She turned around, her confidence boosted. I had to jump behind a tree quickly so I wouldn’t be seen. I decided that now was as good a time as any to see what she thought of me. I stepped out from behind the tree and watched as she gasped. “Are you who’s been following me this whole time?” She asked.”Yes,” I answered tentatively.”I’m a wolf.” “Well that’s obvious,” She said.”What are you doing out here?” I asked. “I’m out to visit my Granny Pearl who is sick.” She said slowly. “Can I race you there?” I asked. “I’ll go this way and you go that way.” I pointed to the left and then the right. “Sure, “She said. I ran as fast as I could to get there before she did. She didn’t even ask if I knew where I was going. I did. I had been watching her Granny for a while now waiting for the right time to eat her. I opened the door. I had noticed that she didn’t lock her door very often. I walked into the house and called out. “It’s your granddaughter, Red.” I walked into the bedroom and ate her up. She didn’t taste very good. Like old stale bread. Yuck! I got into her closet and got her extra pair of clothes out to dress up like her. Then I got into bed. Just then I heard a knock at the door. “Granny Pearl?” Red called, “It’s your granddaughter, Red.” She walked into the room and I said to her. “Come get in bed and give your dear granny a hug,” She walked over and I gobbled her up. She tasted much better than her precious granny. Yum, yum!!
The End

Hello!! Like many others, I wanted to write to you about how much you influenced my childhood. I read Ella Enchanted in fourth grade, and I remember reading the book during a fire drill, standing outside with my classmates. It was drizzling, and I hunched over to protect the pages. We weren’t allowed to talk, and I hadn’t been caught with my book. It was the part where Ella was going to the ball in disguise. I loved it so much!

I read as many books with your name on them as I could. I adored The Two Princesses of Bamarre. I read all of the princess stories, like Princess Sonora and the one with the girl on top of the glass mountain, and the girl named Parsley. Because of you, I wrote many stories about a girl named Gail and an incarnation of this character lives in every story I write.

I studied creative writing, but I don’t have a lot of time to write now because I am doing a masters in literary translation. It’s cool, but reading in another language is hard and not half as fun.

I am so grateful for your writing, and for the inspiration you provided. I hope you are well and that you write a million more books.

Hello Mrs. Levine,
I’m a high school senior who’s just graduated, and I just wanted to share the way your books have carried with me from my elementary school library, to the books I’ll be taking when I move out for college. When I was in third grade, I checked out Ella Enchanted from my elementary school’s library, finished it in three days, and begged my parents to buy the book so I could keep reading it over and over again. I read every book you had published, and then read them again. I always loved Ella Enchanted, and The Princesses of Bamarre in particular. Things in my life were starting to get very difficult and confusing, but I loved to imagine myself as Ella or Addie, finding strength and courage when I thought I had none left. When my confidence was low, I remembered Asa from Fairest, who found happiness without becoming beautiful. Fast forward to 2020, When the pandemic began, I felt lost once more, suddenly unsure of everything I thought I knew. As I was packing up some of my older books in preparation to move out this summer, I once again came across Ella Enchanted. I decided, with so much time on my hands, that it might be nice to turn to a classic. As I read Ella Enchanted, I once again found comfort in the idea that even in the face of uncertainty, I could still be a heroine in my own way. I then reread Fairest and The Princesses of Bamarre and found the same messages and comforts that I loved in my early childhood. It takes a great author to write books that bring the same joy no matter when, or during which walk of life they are read. Thank you for creating stories that comfort and uplift, from reading under covers past bedtime, to college prepping in a pandemic.