Isabel Miller (pen name of Alma Routsong, born Elma Louise Routsong, November 26, 1924 – October 4, 1996) was an American author. Miller began college, in 1942,… Read more “Isabel Miller”
Dear Vernon, The novella A Phantom Lover (first published in 1886, and later collected in Hauntings in 1890, as ‘Oke of Okehurst’) reads like a claustrophobic hall… Read more “Our desires for beauty and rareness”
Dear Florence, Her Father’s Name (1876) features the best (and worst) of what a Victorian Sensational novel has to offer: an exotic location, murder, a cross-dressing heroine with… Read more “A creature of strength and grace and beauty and softness”
“It is best for us to continue in the belief that Eve actually ate an apple, and immediately ruined Adam in consequence! I like this belief, too, it speaks so well for the progressive power of women.” – 26 July 1857, ‘Early journalism’, in The Morgesons and Other Writings
The sadness of others one should leave alone. It is a small garden, a fragile delicate Arcadia, one should not disturb it. – I Am the Brother of XX
About this [blank] garden
“I am younger each year at the first snow.”
– Anne Sexton, in a letter to W. D. Snodgrass, in 1958.
A Self-portrait in Letters, (2004)
This is my blank space. A white page, as good as a garden covered in snow, not yet cultivated, but with some strong Spring hidden within; something simple, clean, yet to be stained; a seed with some flower all curled up inside, first waiting, then slowly unraveling.