Love Should Not Skin You

When I saw the opportunity to receive five love letters from established authors, I took it thinking, wow, I'm really gonna start my days feeling good. Feeling connected. Feeling loved.

It's now 0 for 3, folks. And today's letter, while thankfully not as boring or pretentious as the last two, is so precious and inauthentic that it feels more like April Fools than Halloween.

Today's writer, Mandy Sayer, was named one of Australia’s Best Young Novelists in 1977. No recent announcements have been made about whether she is one of the best old writers.

Here's your daily dose of love, with a warning. It's a bummer:

Please please come soon miss starling. Where waiting for you. Its the grey house with the broke down truck out the front. The only one on ghost gum road. Come before dark before dad gets home he will get mad if he sees you hear. My mother now looks like a bad skinned rabbit and she is starting stink worst than before in the basement but please dont tell any one or else Im in big trouble.

Christ. See how it's so believable because of the spelling mistakes and poor grammar. Oh, and the totally fucking depressing and gruesome storyline?

If I was single, these letters would compel celibacy.