Imagine if the Crawleys of Downton Abbey had to become the servants?
Get ready to fall down the rabbit hole of old houses, mistaken identities, wayward cats, and more wigs than should be legal in one kitchen.
Be prepared to collect the raw, hilarious, and unfiltered letters of Claudia Revelly (occasionally known as Jane-Ellen, even more occasionally known as competent) as she—and her entirely-too-complicated siblings—stage the greatest social vanishing act Richmond ever saw.
This isn't your tidy country house tale. Someone is always being chased through brambles, a dinner is one snarky comment away from disaster, and there is at least one moment where a maid nearly slams an ice-box lid on a rich lady's nose. All told in real-time, with the typos, asides, and “What the hell just happened?” flavor of someone sleep-deprived and honest.
Inside you’ll find romantic sabotage, epic sibling teamwork, cat drama, and a love story that is more burnt-toast-and-dishwater than starry-eyed ballroom.
You’ll find the truth about the Diane Duruy hat debacle, the real value of a two-dollar tip (hint: ask Willoughby the cat), and the exact sound a grown man makes when he finally figures out the “lame” servant is actually your brother in a wig.
You’ll laugh through the moments where Claudia almost loses it—and maybe yourself, if you've ever worked a service job and smiled while plotting someone's doom—then cry into your cold tea when the proposal comes not with flowers, but with hands wet from the kitchen sink.
Like a mashup of Downton Abbey and a sleepover confession, this is not the version of Edwardian Virginia you’ll see in a museum. This is much, much closer to the truth—messy, funny, blunt, and heartbreakingly hopeful.
No lace gloves required. But bring a snack, and maybe a bandage for the next time you try to outrun your employer through the hedges.
For readers who want to feel everything—the shame, the longing, the hard-won hope of starting over.
A Year-Long Epistolary Novel Delivered to Your Door
A wonderful novel arriving one letter at a time—each page raw, urgent, unbearably honest?
24 Handwritten Letters from Jane-Ellen Dangerfield
A Southern family’s impossible charade. Secrets, romance, ruin, redemption.
Collect recipes, pressed flowers, and wisdom cards in every envelope.
Become part of the story: touch, taste, wait, ache, hope.
It’s not just a subscription. It’s an immersive relationship—the kind you can hold in your hands, the kind that changes you.
For those who crave:
Imagine if the Crawleys of Downton Abbey had to become the servants?
Get ready to fall down the rabbit hole of old houses, mistaken identities, wayward cats, and more wigs than should be legal in one kitchen.
Be prepared to collect the raw, hilarious, and unfiltered letters of Claudia Revelly (occasionally known as Jane-Ellen, even more occasionally known as competent) as she—and her entirely-too-complicated siblings—stage the greatest social vanishing act Richmond ever saw.
This isn't your tidy country house tale. Someone is always being chased through brambles, a dinner is one snarky comment away from disaster, and there is at least one moment where a maid nearly slams an ice-box lid on a rich lady's nose. All told in real-time, with the typos, asides, and “What the hell just happened?” flavor of someone sleep-deprived and honest.
Inside you’ll find romantic sabotage, epic sibling teamwork, cat drama, and a love story that is more burnt-toast-and-dishwater than starry-eyed ballroom.
You’ll find the truth about the Diane Duruy hat debacle, the real value of a two-dollar tip (hint: ask Willoughby the cat), and the exact sound a grown man makes when he finally figures out the “lame” servant is actually your brother in a wig.
You’ll laugh through the moments where Claudia almost loses it—and maybe yourself, if you've ever worked a service job and smiled while plotting someone's doom—then cry into your cold tea when the proposal comes not with flowers, but with hands wet from the kitchen sink.
Like a mashup of Downton Abbey and a sleepover confession, this is not the version of Edwardian Virginia you’ll see in a museum. This is much, much closer to the truth—messy, funny, blunt, and heartbreakingly hopeful.
No lace gloves required. But bring a snack, and maybe a bandage for the next time you try to outrun your employer through the hedges.
For readers who want to feel everything—the shame, the longing, the hard-won hope of starting over.
A Year-Long Epistolary Novel Delivered to Your Door
A wonderful novel arriving one letter at a time—each page raw, urgent, unbearably honest?
24 Handwritten Letters from Jane-Ellen Dangerfield
A Southern family’s impossible charade. Secrets, romance, ruin, redemption.
Collect recipes, pressed flowers, and wisdom cards in every envelope.
Become part of the story: touch, taste, wait, ache, hope.
It’s not just a subscription. It’s an immersive relationship—the kind you can hold in your hands, the kind that changes you.
For those who crave:
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