I have been fascinated by Jack the Ripper ever since I was a little girl. In
1988, the 100th anniversary of the Whitechapel Murders, my mother gave me a
paperback copy of THE COMPLETE JACK THE RIPPER by Donald Rumbelow and I
was hooked. Every aspect of the case fascinated me: the victims lives, their
fall from respectable poverty to alcoholism and prostitution; the setting, the
stark contrast between the squalid slums of the East End and the outwardly
respectable, affluent West End of London; the murders themselves, the audacity
and brutality; the elusive, unidentified killer, and, most of all, the reason
for his rage; and the endless, and ongoing, parade of suspects throughout the
years from the absurd like Lewis Carroll of ALICE IN WONDERLAND fame to
royal, Masonic, and occult conspiracies. I read every book I could get my hands
on and to this day I’ve never formed an opinion about the killer’s identity; as
much as we would like to know, I think the mystery would be spoiled if we knew
for sure, the speculation, the game of Hunt the Ripper, I think, is what keeps
this case alive.
When the controversial DIARY OF JACK THE RIPPER became a media and
publishing sensation in the early 1990s I was waiting at the bookstore door when
they opened to buy my copy of Shirley Harrison's book, which included an actual
transcript and detailed the investigation of this still hotly debated document.
As I read it, I kept thinking, whether it's true or not, there's a novel in this
and I want to be the one to write it. But I wanted to frame the diary, the
murderer’s story, with the wife’s point of view. I envisioned Florence
Maybrick’s life like a romance novel that suddenly, without warning, turned into
a real life nightmare she could never escape or wake up from.
I also wanted to create my own version of the diary, inspired by the actual
entries, which I found rather terse and fragmented at times, strong on rage but
short on story, with many forays into attempts at rhymes fueled by James
Maybrick’s jealousy over his brother’s successful career as a songwriter. And I
wanted to use it to give the victims their lives and voices back, even if they
are fictionalized; they just had to be more than names printed on pages for me.
One of the enduring mysteries of the Ripper murders is why the mutilation of the
last victim, Mary Jane Kelly, was the most barbaric of all. The enigmatic Kelly,
with her colorful background of Welsh coal mines, Parisian holidays, and bawdy
houses, sort of a Victorian era Moll Flanders or Fanny Hill, has always stood
out amongst the victims and made armchair detectives and historians wonder if
she had some sort of personal connection with her killer, and I couldn’t resist
that premise. In my novel, Mary Jane Kelly becomes the mirror in which the
murderer sees not only the monster he has become but also that the women he
killed were human beings.
The story of James and Florence Maybrick is a study of Victorian hypocrisy, the
dark secrets that hide behind the elegant facade, double standards, social
snobbery, injustice, and the pressure of keeping up appearances. The marriage
began with deception on both sides, so one could argue dishonesty doomed them
from the start. Addiction and adultery also struck a mighty blow upon this
marriage. James had his drugs, arsenic the Viagra of the Victorian era, and a
slew of patent medicines, and Florie had her shopping, and the fawning,
obsequious “kindness” of the salespeople that meant so much when her own social
set snubbed her, and both dishonored their marriage vows with disastrous,
life-altering results.
Writing this novel was a dream come true for me, and I hope you will enjoy
reading it as much as I enjoyed researching and writing it.
About the Author
Brandy Purdy is the author of several historical novels. When
she's not writing, she's either reading, watching classic movies, or spending
time with her cat, Tabby. She first became interested in history at the age of
nine or ten when she read a book of ghost stories that contained a chapter about
the ghost of Anne Boleyn haunting the Tower of London. Visit her
website for more
information about her books. You can also follow her via her
blog where she posts
updates about her work and reviews of what she has been reading.
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