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My darlings,

We are officially less than a week away and I’m absolutely wretched because I am (as I am sure you all know) a horrid control freak…and now absolutely everything beyond this point is outside of my control!  If my relations choose to make an appearance and toss soup in the Prince of Wales’ face, I can do nothing.  If my hair dresser tumbles into the Thames, I can do nothing.  If the flowers fail to arrive, my gown gets stained/ripped/shrunk, or the entire party gets lost on the way to the nuptials, I can do nothing.

You may imagine how much this state of affairs pleases me.

In other unwelcome news, I’m off to my physician today for the Dreaded Exam singular to our gender as well as confirming all manner of arrangements for the wedding breakfast and ball.  A pair of events that, I think, do not at all go together in good taste!

Yours hurriedly,
Miss Kirk


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My darlings,

I’ve been thinking a lot about the problem I posed in my last letter and have come to some conclusions.  Do let me know what you think.

The unpleasant truth is that it is all very well for one to say “follow your dreams,” but what you are seldom told is that dreams and ambitions come with a price, even good and noble ones.  That life boiled down to its basics is little more than cold economics: what will you borrow, trade, steal or barter to get something else?  And certainly no one ever says that living life (and I don’t mean just existing, I mean participating in the chaos) is a lot like playing the stock market, learning to balance wild speculation with prudence.

No dream or hope comes free I am learning, although like most of us I don’t think I’m always aware I’m constantly paying a price.  The price of comfort and a roof over my head is employment.  The price of employment is that it often becomes hard to concern myself with more than the day-to-day.

I don’t think people give up their hopes, at least not until the very end of desperation.  I think more often than not dreams change, and we pay the price for those changes (soul searching to the point of seriously annoying even our best friends, guilt, the mind-wrenching existential questions about what might have been, etc.).  We stack new dreams onto old ones, reorganize them, air some out after a few seasons when they are fashionable again, and even donate a few to charity.

I find it hard sometimes as a person and as a woman to organize my expectations, or whatever you’d like to call them.  My hopes for myself are often at odds with those of my friends, family, or society at large.  How does one love another fully without losing one’s sense of independent self?  How does one pursue one’s literary ambition without becoming entangled in the mundanities of common life?  How can one be clever and spirited without sacrificing one’s serious influence?  How, in short, can one have and be all that one wishes all at once!

Make no mistake: life, my dear, is not for the faint of heart.  Ruthless reason and passionate enthusiasm are required simultaneously, the one thing that we must guard against at all costs is apathy!

Yours, very cordially,
Miss Kirk

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Hello, darlings,

I don’t often do this but I would like to bring some of my other writings to your attention.  At the root of the question I address in this missive, I think, lies a fundamental problem for women like us who aspire to be true ladies with all of the graces, elegance, and and general savoir faire that implies…but are still women with our own follies, ambitions, flaws, and personalities.  Your thoughts please.  I think history shows us that our sex has often passed over being full blooded women, with passions to say nothing of thoughts, in the pursuit to be a lady;do you think we make sacrifices in the other direction?  And how does one balance these two sometimes similar, sometimes conflicting goals?

Yours thoughtfully,
Miss Kirk

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