More like IMs, really.
Dear A: You’re not perfect. But once in a while, you do things that make me love you as much as that character who is.
Dear Maps: I love you, too. Couldn’t write this book without you. Yay, maps!
Dear M: You just … completely changed the terms of your bargain. In the fourth draft. Huh! No, no, I don’t think she’ll accept this one, either. Now I just need to figure out, umm, why not.
Dear H: What he just said, what you just said–you think everything’s going to be all right, don’t you? Oh. Ouch. Sorry?
ETA: Dear Waterproof Paper: You’re as lovely as maps, you solve multiple plot problems, yay!