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- Vincent Van Gogh to Theo - "Letters to the Brother"
Before the world knew his name, Vincent van Gogh was just a young man writing letters to his younger brother — still finding his way, still hungry, still hopeful. Tonight, a handful of his earliest letters to Theo, the one person who believed in him before anyone else did.
This isn't the Van Gogh you think you know. Pull up a chair and meet him before the ending.
Got a letter of your own — sent, unsent, or somewhere in between? I read every submission myself: [email protected].
I'm still listening.
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41 min - Ludvig van Beethoven - "My Immortal Beloved"
Tonight's letter was never sent. It was found in a drawer after Beethoven's death, folded, addressed only to "My Angel, My All" — a woman history has never fully identified. Two centuries later, we still don't know who he was writing to. We just know what he needed to say.
Pull up a chair. This one's raw in a way you might not expect from him.
Got a letter of your own — sent, unsent, or somewhere in between? I read every submission myself: [email protected].
I'm still listening.
Music by: Kevin McLeod
Leave a five-star review for a shout out:
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Instagram: @writtenworksforyoubyyou
Substack: https://substack.com/@wwfyby
Website: writtenworksforyoubyyou.carrd.co
Available on Spotify, Apple, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio, and wherever you listen.
10 min - Sullivan Ballou - "My Very Dear Sarah"
We're opening a new season with something a little different this year: Letters. Real words, written for one person, meant for no one else — until now.
Tonight's letter is one of the oldest in the collection: a Civil War major, one week before battle, writing to his wife with the kind of honesty most of us only manage once in a lifetime. He had a feeling he wouldn't come home. He was right.
Pull up a chair. This one's short, but it earns every second.
Got a letter of your own — sent, unsent, or somewhere in between? I read every submission myself: [email protected].
Music provided: Kevin McLeod "Heavy Heart"
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11 min - The Music on the Hill - Saki
A bonus, between-seasons stop by the fire.
Sylvia has finally gotten what she wanted — her husband, out of the city, settled at his old country house at Yessney. She calls it peace. The hill behind the house might call it something else.
Saki was a master of the short and the sharp, and this one is both — quiet, strange, and a little older than it looks. Something in these woods was worshipped once, and it hasn't forgotten.
Curl up. Keep the lights low. I'm still listening.
Submissions always open: [email protected]
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16 min - The Beckoning Fair One - Oliver Onions
Season 2 ends here.
Oliver Onions wrote this in 1911. A writer moves into a house to finish his novel. Slowly, politely, reasonably, he loses his mind. There is no ghost at midnight. There is only a presence, a beckoning, a gradual substitution of one voice for another. He believes he is falling in love. He is not. He believes he is still himself. He is not.
This is a story about solitude and what it breeds. About the voice that replaces your own when you have been alone too long. Literary, meta, deeply unsettling.
I read this one with the fire low and the door slightly open. Some stories need air. Some stories are the air, and they are not breathing with you.
Written Works for You, By You — where your words get their first yes, out loud, where someone can hear them.
Submissions always open: [email protected]
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The room is open. I'm still listening.
2 hr 20 min - The Body Snatchers - Robert Louis Stevenson
Season 2 nears its end. We've sat together through coming-of-age and comedy, through philosophy and folk horror, through feminist dread and minimalist survival, through satire and absurdity and fever and laughter. The room has held all of it.
Tonight the room grows colder.
Robert Louis Stevenson wrote "The Body Snatcher" in 1884, based on real events — the Burke and Hare murders in Edinburgh, where men killed to sell corpses to medical schools. Stevenson strips the Gothic of its romance. No haunted castles. Just anatomy rooms, graveyards, and the slow realization that the corpse on the table was someone you knew.It is a story about the body — what we owe it, what we fear from it, what we will do when no one is watching the men who need it.
I read this one with the lamp turned low, but not for atmosphere. For respect.
Written Works for You, By You — where your words get their first yes, out loud, where someone can hear them.
Submissions always open: [email protected]
Leave a five-star review for a shout out:
Reddit: wwfyby.
Instagram: @writtenworksforyoubyyou.
Website: writtenworksforyoubyyou.carrd.co
Available on Spotify, Apple, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio, and wherever you listen.
The room is open. I'm still listening.
45 min - "The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County" - Mark Twain
A man named Simon Wheeler tells a story that cannot possibly be true — but he tells it with such absolute sincerity that you find yourself leaning in anyway. It involves a gambler named Jim Smiley, a frog named Dan'l Webster, and a stranger who knows exactly how to cheat a cheater.
Mark Twain wrote this in 1865, and it is pure American absurdity — a tall tale told in bars, on porches, in rooms where the fire is high and nobody checks the facts. No secret meaning, no hidden pattern, no demon in the corner. Just a man, a frog, and the absolute certainty that human gullibility is infinite.
I read this one with a smile. After the last few stories, the room needed to laugh.
Written Works for You, By You — where your words get their first yes, out loud, where someone can hear them.
Submissions always open: [email protected]I'm still listening.
Leave a five-star review for a shout out:
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Instagram: @writtenworksforyoubyyou.
Website: writtenworksforyoubyyou.carrd.co
Available on Spotify, Apple, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio, and wherever you listen.
The room is open. I'm still listening.
18 min - "Green Tea" -Sheridan Le Fanu
A scholar of quiet habits develops a taste for green tea — too much of it, drank too late, alone in his study with his books. And then he begins to see something. A small figure. A monkey, with eyes that know him. It sits on his furniture. It turns the pages of his manuscripts. It watches him pray.
No one else sees it.
Sheridan Le Fanu wrote this in 1869, and he stripped the Gothic of its castles and moors. This horror is intimate, domestic, feverish. A study in London. A man coming apart in polite, reasonable increments. The tea is still warm. But the cup is not empty.
I read this with the lamp turned low. Some stories require darkness to breathe.
Written Works for You, By You — where your words get their first yes, out loud, where someone can hear them.
Submissions always open: [email protected]I'm still listening.
Leave a five-star review for a shout out:
Reddit: wwfyby.
Instagram: @writtenworksforyoubyyou.
Website: writtenworksforyoubyyou.carrd.co
Available on Spotify, Apple, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio, and wherever you listen.
The room is open. I'm still listening.
1 hr 18 min - A Figure in the Carpet - Henry James
A critic discovers his favorite author has hidden a secret in his work — a unified meaning, a pattern, a figure in the carpet. He spends his life searching for it. He never finds it. Or perhaps he does, and cannot say.
Henry James wrote this in 1896, and he stripped it of everything except obsession dressed in its Sunday best. Long sentences coil like DNA. Politeness becomes suffocation. The silence at the end is the point.
I sat with this one for a long time. It is impenetrable, frustrating, and strangely beautiful. The room held it anyway.
Written Works for You, By You — where your words get their first yes, out loud, where someone can hear them.
Submissions always open: [email protected]I'm still listening.
Leave a five-star review for a shout out:
Reddit: wwfyby.
Instagram: @writtenworksforyoubyyou.
Website: writtenworksforyoubyyou.carrd.co
Available on Spotify, Apple, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio, and wherever you listen.
The room is open. I'm still listening.
1 hr 28 min - To Build A Fire - Jack London
A man travels through the Yukon at seventy-five below zero. He is practical. He is experienced. He is not wise enough.
Jack London wrote this in 1908 after his own time in the Klondike, and he stripped it of everything except cold, distance, and the small decisions that separate the living from the frozen. There is no villain here. Only temperature, and the certainty that the landscape does not forgive.
Recorded in the room, but tonight the room is very far away. Some stories take you somewhere the fire cannot follow.
Written Works for You, By You — where your words get their first yes, out loud, where someone can hear them.
Submissions always open: [email protected]
I'm still listening.
Leave a five-star review for a shout out:
Reddit: wwfyby.
Instagram: @writtenworksforyoubyyou.
Website: writtenworksforyoubyyou.carrd.co
Available on Spotify, Apple, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio, and wherever you listen.
The room is open. I'm still listening.
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About Written Works For You, By You
From the publisher's feed
Written Works For You, By You is a space for short stories, poetry, and creative writing (whether fiction or non-fiction) is read aloud with care. Every piece is shared as it was written — so writers…
can hear their words and listeners can immerse themselves in unique voices. Submissions are welcome but never required. Whether you’re a writer, a reader, or someone who loves to listen, this podcast is about discovering voices, exploring perspectives, and letting stories breathe.