Letters From The Between

I make Letters from the Between by hand, at a table in Co. Down, with the same few things every month: My trusty printer, paper, my cricut machine, wax, and stories I have loved my whole life.

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I grew up on Ireland's old tales, the ones full of love, defiance, grief and weather. It always seemed a shame to me that we mostly meet them now as summaries, or as names half-remembered from school. They were never meant to be read that way. They were meant to be lived with, slowly, a little at a time, the way you live with people.

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So I began writing them out as letters. Not a book about the story, but the story itself, in the hands of the people inside it. I write each one on my laptop, illustrate it on iPad, print it, cut it, fold it and seal it myself. When a letter reaches you, it has passed through no one's hands but mine and the postman's.

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Co. Down sits in the north of the island of Ireland, Northern Ireland. Your letters are posted from here, from the very ground these stories grew in.

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It is a small operation, one person and a great deal of wax. That is on purpose. It means every letter is truly made, not manufactured. And it means that when you subscribe, you are not buying a product from a company. You are letting me tell you a story, the old way.

 

I'm so glad you are here.

 

The Keeper