She turned on her phone screen and ran a search for Marian Love. The first few results were stuff she’d already seen—articles about Women of the Twilight Realm and the mystery of how its author had disappeared—but farther down on the page was one she hadn’t spotted before called “Marian Love Changed My Life.”
It turned out to be a blog. Each entry was a letter someone had sent to Marian Love, care of her publisher, since Women of the Twilight Realm first came out in 1956. The blogger must have gotten the letters from Marian Love’s publisher and scanned them, blocking out the identifying details.
They were mostly scans of old handwritten pages, some with lines crossed out and notes scribbled in the margins. A few had been written on old typewriters and still had ink smudges. Some had dates in the corners—December 4, 1957; February 2, 1959; May 7, 1964. Abby had to squint to make out what the letters said.
Dear Miss Love,
I’m sure you’re very busy and probably don’t have the time to read my letter, but I simply had to write to you. I’ve just finished your novel, Women of the Twilight Realm.
I thought I was the only one in the world who felt the way I did. When I read about the girls in your book, I realized I’m not alone. I would like to come to Greenwich Village the way Elaine did, but my children are so young and my husband is no help with them at all. How did you first learn there were other girls who felt the way you did? Was it from a book, too? If so, would you be able to mail it to me? I will of course pay the postage. My address is [blacked out square]
Dear Mrs. Love,
I read Women of the Twilight Realm. I want to say that you are a very good writer. I didn’t know there were books like this. I live in Iowa and it is very different here. There are no other girls who are like me. My father says if I stay this way I can’t live here anymore but I don’t know where else to live because I don’t have much money. I want to ask you to please write another book about girls who live in Iowa.
Dear Miss Love,
I came across your book, Women of the Twilight Realm, in a shop, and to say I was surprised would be a tremendous understatement. I admire your bravery in writing about such an unusual subject.
I wondered if it would be too much of an imposition if I were to visit you in New York to discuss these topics further. It would be no trouble for me to travel there, as my husband allows me full use of the car most weekends. I would be very happy to take you for dinner one evening. Or drinks, perhaps. I stay at the Waldorf Astoria when I’m in the city, and you would be welcome to join me for a cocktail in my usual suite.
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