Mickey Mcdoddle was writen by aspiring author Henry Richards. Words were never at lost since the day she was an idea. She knew and saw every word Henry entered to make her existence real in her story. But as the sun set and rose in her chapters, she suddenly fell in love with her author. As for Henry in the outside of his fictionate head, his life was falling apart. His sweet childhood love married town's biggest and richest jerk. His mom kept on nagging and threatning him to get a book published so his brother could go to college. And his supposed to be publisher stole Mickey's first two books. So just around those miserable times, he fell in love with his character. Love could bloom for two people of different worlds. As to having a relationship theirs is hard enough to even start a word in a novel.