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I last left off to writing I would stick my plan to the wall, well I haven’t. Oh well I will now! Part one first draft is finished; now Part two is to commence. This where I trigger my characters to act, be themselves and write the dam book. I’m pocking the keys on the keyboard very hard- maybe in my memory I think it’s type-writer-I don’t know. What else prompt me was a person who wasn’t nice I came across and disability has something to do with it, so that was that. Jayne Tishrae has come out of her closet with an aim though her mind thinks of conpanionship of a fun moving time. It started out to be, though in the end it will be a sad affair (we are talking about Part two plan) fictional by a fact! Awesome!
This story started with a diary about 6 months later went though a caravan, several majawana cigrettes, and a psyciactric hospital so I think pick up on the diarie’s format, it’s covers and what is on the covers-an elephant with it’s trunk up and several false walks to a gravesite of a big rest. That’s how Jayne went. So my diary is a symbol in my story. I have to make the diary stand out and have it’s own journey too.
I will not edit this post or any as this is how I write unassisted by our present, but go back to the eighties of this young girl in her life with having a mental illness.
