Jessie Elland

“I should like to tug very hard at my ear, Ann thought, so it becomes loose, and at once all my body will unravel into nothingness so that little slice of soul left could catch on the wind and twist away from here.”
― Jessie Elland, The Ladie Upstairs

“Rumours and fables and vicious twisted little fairytales grow best in the dark; they're nourished with ignorance and a grotesque case of belief triumphing fact, and the mystery that enshrouded the ladies of Ropner was the blackest kind of dark: optimal conditions for tales to sprout like mould; to fix themselves to crumbs of fact before blooming and crackling to monstrous proportions.”
― Jessie Elland, The Ladie Upstairs