Typewritten Letter Signed, Margaret Marsh, two pages, quarto, Atlanta, Georgia, April 8, 1948. On her name imprinted stationary, to Mr. Myron J. Quimby, Junior, in San Antonio, Texas. With the original envelope and with two corrections in Mitchell's hand (shown in brackets).
"We enjoyed hearing from you and your father and found the kodak pictures very interesting. I hope your father really feels as well as he looks. He has always been so brave about his troubles and put up so good a face that it is hard to tell from just looking at him how he really feels.
"Yes, my husband is doing better now, and if it would ever stop raining so he could to [sic] out every day I know he would make faster progress. It has rained almost every day for two months. I suppose we should not complain, for at leas[t] those of us who live in the upcountry of Georgia aren't going about in boats, as South Georgia people are doing. I can only hope he keeps on improving enough for us to take small trips to see friends in Augusta or Macon. I don't look for anything better than that just now.
"I think you must have a vers[a]tile mind to be studying electronics and molecules---and writing ghost stories! It's rare for the scientific mind to be interested in creative writing, and vice versa. I can't tell from what you wrote me of your story whether it is to be a short story or a novel. If it's a short story, I can't do anything about recommending it to publishers I know because they concern themselves only with full length books, or very occasionally with collections of short stories if they are by some well known writer. Please don't be offended when I tell you that I cannot read your manuscript and tell you whether it is good, bad or indifferent. I am sincerely truthful when I tell you that the critical and evaluative faculty is something very different from the ability to write, and I would not dare to pass on anyone else's work. The best I would be able to do would be to say how I would write it, and that is not helpful to an author. To read and pass on the work of another takes a great deal of time if the job is done thoroughly and conscientiously, and I just do not have that much time. My husband's illness and the daily routine of my business affairs leave me little leisure. I am telling you all these things so that you will know it is not lack of interest in your writing but lack of time which makes me say I cannot read your story. I do hope you will write something that gives you satisfaction and pleasure whether or not you ever sell it. And, of course, I wish more than anything that you do sell it.
"During the last six weeks we have thought so often of the boys we know who went through the war and are now trying to establish themselves in civilian life. How much we hope they will not be called upon again. In the last war we had a couple of cousins in the service and thought ourselves fortunate indeed that they came home unscratched. If there should be a war within the next few years, all of our nephews would be of the right age for army service. So we read the papers with more than usual soberness and prayerfulness.
"All good wishes to you both."
Mitchell married advertising manager John Robert Marsh in 1925, who encouraged her to follow through with her writing aspirations. Gone With The Wind, a story about the American Civil War and Reconstruction as seen from the Southern point of view, was published in 1936. A year later Mitchell won the Pulitzer prize for her work which went on to sell more copies than any other novel in U.S. publishing history. It was a success Mitchell had never anticipated, and never really understood. During World War II, Mitchell, who never wrote another book, was a volunteer selling war bonds and working for the for the American Red Cross. She was named honorary citizen of Vimoutiers, France, in 1949, for helping the city obtain American aid after WW II.
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