The Lost Letters of Lady Bergamot
A romantic, wistful collection of cozy essays, penned in the spirit of long-lost correspondence and half-remembered dreams. This series is written in the style of old letters, journal entries, and notes passed quietly beneath teacups or tucked between book pages.
These letters aren’t bound by time — some are written to past selves, to beloved books, to rainy days, or to you, dear reader. Whether confessional or contemplative, every post is meant to feel like something found in an attic trunk, pressed in lavender, and still carrying the scent of something worth remembering.
The Violet Letters
Progressive Era artifacts from the private papers of a former Lady Bergamot — may her secrets remain whispered and her glances be never spoken of.
A collection of poetic, intimate letters and journal entries penned between silences. Written in the margins of propriety and longing, these pages tell of passing glances, unspoken desires, and the tender ache of wanting what must never be named. They are not love letters. They are something far more dangerous.
Start from the beginning, dearest reader —
Steeped in Stillness
For the reader who has survived the rush, outgrown the noise, and begun to crave a life steeped in something slower.
Here lie the pages of a woman who chose gentleness. These journal entries and quiet essays were written not in haste, but in the hush of morning light or the calm after a storm. Here, the current Lady Bergamot reflects on solitude, ritual, and the grace of soft things hard-won.
The Apricot Years
For those who still remember the thrill of a new library card, the ache of an unspoken crush, and the softness of girlhood summers.
This collection traces the early days of the current Lady Bergamot — before the letters, before the quiet life. These are stories of pink bedrooms, wildflower fields, first books, and first heartbreaks. Nostalgic and sun-warmed, these entries are stitched with ribbon and memory.
The Curio Cabinet
For those who believe objects remember, that frogs can speak, and that even the smallest things hold entire stories.
This collection is full of tiny wonders: metaphorical fables, observations tucked into teacups, and soft lessons dressed as memories. It is Lady Bergamot at her most whimsical — turning the ordinary into the extraordinary, and leaving breadcrumbs of meaning in every drawer.
They are not fiction.
They are truths told sideways.
