Again I am exhausted, but I know that he will be expecting me to arrive at any minute and, when it comes to Erik it is best not to dawdle ( Read more... )

I did not want to leave the warmth and comfort of my bed this morning! I have rarely passed a night of such deep and dreamless sleep since I came to this house, save for the nights that he visited, and I wonder if that should mean that I am not working hard enough ( Read more... )

I hate Erik...

I know it is wrong to hate another--and there are times I can honestly hear Father Mullohand's voice in my head when I think such things--but I hate the man.  He seems to derive such pleasure from tormenting me!  There is not a thing I can do right in his eyes and I do not think that I deserve such censure or such treatment on his ( Read more... )

It has been sometime since I have last written and I have to admit that I have as of late been unwilling to put my feelings down upon paper. But I cannot ignore the need to record my thoughts any longer ( Read more... )

I have not written in some time...it seems that life here at the mansion has diminished somewhat and I can only assume that there must be some illness spreading about that has caused the guests to stay abed rather than come down.   As of late, the only faces that I have seen have been that of the Count, Miss Murray, and Mr. Heathcliff.  I have ( Read more... )

Nothing is as it was. Everything here has changed now and the beliefs, ideas, things, and people that I once was able to depend upon to be a certain way are...no longer that way. I truly don't know how else to put it ( Read more... )

I have not written in sometime ( Read more... )

So very much has happened that I surely cannot recount it all. And right now, with my ribs bound the way they are under my nightshift, I do not even feel up to writing ( Read more... )

I saw Miss Mina last evening, but I could not seem to will myself to apologize to her. It's not that I do not believe I have something to apologize for, but rather that I'm afraid she might not grant me forgiveness. How do I explain to her my connection to Mr. Hyde without confessing that I witnessed that man murder another ( Read more... )

What started out as a perfectly lovely evening has absolutely dissolved into a frustrating mess and I cannot recall a time when my temper was more sorely tried.

I finally had an night free of both duty and Mrs. Lovett. Miss Mina and her dear friend Miss Lucy had the idea of a tea party for the ladies--and the gentlemen who would be brave enough ( Read more... )