I feel some admiration and a lot of affection for a writer with whom I exchange e-mails. I have the opportunity to meet her in some weeks because she'll sign her books in Paris. But she knows that I live far away, and if I come, she will know that I shall have prepared a whole journey just to see her. I probably already look rather odd for her, I made her confidences about my story and AS. I admitted to her as well that I often listened to her calm sweet voice on her videos to calm down, and it was OK for her ; but I'm always afraid of frightening her, of making something bad. I don't know how she'll manage the fact that I come or that I suggest coming. And I don't know what I shall do when I'll be there, in front of her...