I enjoy your books. Thank you for taking the time to write them.

You have the most awesome signature of all!

Reading Lemon Cake after the recommendation of a poet (don’t recall her name) in The Week. Fascinating writing and character. I can’t help but see the similarity of Rose’s train of thought with her heightened and perhaps distorted sense of reality similar to my brother’s, who was diagnosed schizophrenic when he was 20(over 40 years ago). Haven’t finished yet, but she just had that chair leg incident with Joseph. That and the troubling tasting power brought me back to those days when I was a teenager leaving with him. I plan to read and enjoy more of your unique works.

I just wanted to say thank you so much for writing “The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake.” Your book found me in the right place at the exact right time in my life. It felt as if I was watching my family’s life play out in the story you wrote. And as I was reading about Rose’s narrative surrounding her gift I made a choice to start on the healing journey from an eating disorder I’ve had from childhood. Thank you, Aimee, for your book.

I just finished reading The 🦋 Lampshade. I saved the last 10 pages for a couple of days. I knew how it would end, but I still cried. Francie was OK the entire time but she had to find out for herself. And she did. Thank you for such a brilliant work. Your use of evocative language is stunning

I hope this reaches you. I don't know if you want to know the emotional impact you have on others, so I'm sorry to selfishly write here if it is the wrong place to. I found 'The Particular Sadness of Lemon Cake' in a used book shop. I like books about magic in everyday use. This book healed something in me I didn't know I needed. I don't think I could ever fully put how I feel about my brother's unsuccessful suicide attempts without writing a book myself. It is new to me to read something that so achingly explains how I feel. That I love him, that I understand, that I want him to stay around, that I get the urge to leave. That I have, a long time ago, known that I am not much different from him. I just focused my life in a slightly other direction; just to the right or left of what has led him to feel so resigned those times. And while I would be wrecked, I would never blame him or be angry at him. I don't just want him here, existing or suffering. I wish for him a here that is fulfilling and enjoyable. But I would never blame him for a decision made based on the point of view of the world being stacked against him. Never. I just love him and what him to be able to be, but with joy.

Hi. It has been quite some time! Two weeks ago, your latest arrived and I am working my way through, word by word. Loving it as I always do. But as always turning each page in fear of the 'oh my gosh' that may be waiting! Wouldn't you know that at noon today, on the way to buy something for lunch, I walked past the neighborhood junior high school and could hear the kids in the pool (for gym class) shouting, "Butterfly, butterfly."

Hi Aimee. We went to high school together. I came across your name a few months ago while looking for anthologies of short stories. Since then, I've very much enjoyed reading and listening to and, most of all, thinking about your work. Congratulations on your spectacular achievements!

I just wanted to say thanks for all of your writing! I wish more books were as wonderfully strange as yours. You’re truly one of my all-time favorite writers. Also, for the last year, I had the pleasure of being taught by one of my other favorite writers: your sister Karen! I wish you both the best.