About Lady Maresh
My name is Lady Maresh, and I write to the living on behalf of the dead. They have insisted that I write letters. Real ones. Posted by hand to people who miss opening their mailbox and finding something other than bills and offers to extend their car's warranty.
I understand how that sounds and you are welcome to your skepticism - I have plenty of my own. It is easier though, to simply tell you what I do than to cloak it in mystery.
I come from a long line of women who hear what most people cannot. My grandmother heard them, and her mother before her - I am the seventh in the line. For most of my life I kept what I heard to myself, but in time I no longer wanted to carry it alone. So, at the guidance of the spirits, I have decided to write it down, and send it on to those who are curious.
What is this?
Letters from Beyond the Veil is a monthly correspondence. Once a month, a letter from me arrives in your mailbox. A real envelope, real paper, sealed with wax and posted by hand. Inside is a letter in my own voice, along with whatever the story asks me to enclose, a bookmark, a mourning card, a pressed flower, an additional correspondence tucked inside the envelope - whatever the story demands - no two months the same.
Each letter is a complete story, so you will never feel you have missed a chapter. Some letters are warm. Some are strange, a few are unsettling - but none require you to have read the one before.
I write to you as a confidant - I hear things you don't. One spirit complained for three weeks about a missing sock, another wanted me to pass along a pie recipe. The dead are not nearly as dramatic as people expect. Sometimes they are amusing, sometimes angry. Almost always, they want to be heard. At their insistence, I am passing on those messages.
What I do not always say plainly
I do not always write everything in the open.
Some letters contain something tucked beneath the surface - a symbol, a phrase, a detail that means more than it first appears to. I never announce these things. They are simply there for those inclined to look a little closer.
You need not find them to enjoy the correspondence. But some readers find that the letters occasionally have more to say than they first realized.
One letter per month, posted to your door. Quality paper, sealed by hand.
$10 per month, billed monthly — cancel whenever you like, no commitment.
$100 per year for those who prefer to settle in — roughly $8.33 a letter, and a small kindness for committing to a full year of correspondence.
Each mailing is self-contained. Subscribe in any month; you will never be lost.
I should mention that you will not see my face. While I feel compelled to pass along their messages, I have no desire to be in the spotlight. I prefer to let the letters speak for themselves.
How it Works
The Founding Circle
The first twenty correspondents form the Founding Circle. Their envelopes are numbered by hand, 1 to 20, and their introductory mailing will contain an additional small token of appreciation. The circle will keep their founding rate for as long as they remain with me, and if a particularly insistent spirit arrives with something extra to send, they will hear from me first.
After that, the Circle closes. The correspondence remains open, but the Founding Circle will be complete.
If you have read this far, then perhaps curiosity has already done most of the work.
If you'd like to hear from the dead, you may join the waitlist. You'll know soon enough whether this correspondence is meant for you.
I am glad you are listening.