Mar 16

Oh, man this is perfect. I bought a bunch of writer clothes and they suit me to a "T".

I have a black top, I was going to get a turtleneck but it pushes the fat on my neck up too high. so I settled on a scoop neck. I put on a lot of Indian jewelry and wore a loose shirt over it.

I really look like a writer.

I went to the office and I found my mom and Mr. Van Heusan almost bearable. My job is to see that the store is closed down and the contents moved to the office. That's really easy for me because I'm so good at organizing and delegating.

I went to the store, handed the list to the movers and I spent the rest of the day in a cafe.

Book Thoughts:

• A suspense novel, with lots of twists and turns.
• A romance novel with lots of heaving breasts.
• A how-to book.

I think I'll start out with the suspense novel because I'm not feeling too romantic and I don't know how to do anything particularly well so that rules out the how-to.

Mar 17

I've got a ton of notes, and I've got the main character pretty well figured out. I don't want to work on the plot because I figure it might get stale.

I celebrated by drinking a bottle of wine and writing my author's bio.

Mar 18

I dropped over to Jenny's with a gift for the new baby. It's a really cute hanging thing with a whole bunch of things hanging off it. I got it half price.

Irene was there and I was just dying to tell them about my book, but first I had to sit through hours of Jenny yakking on and on about little "Dylan".

Motherhood hasn't softened Jenny at all. She freaked out on me just because I kept I kept referring to the baby as "it."

Then she goes, "Jenna, I don't know what kind of mother you're going to make if you can't even be bothered to remember the sex of a child."

Shit. I had to tell them I wasn't pregnant after all which really screwed up my plans for telling them about my new career.

On, and on about "Jenna, why would you tell everyone you were pregnant when you weren't sure yourself?" and "Jenna, for crying out loud, if it's not one thing it's another."

Yeah well they'll be sorry when I'm on the New York Times best seller list. They'll be all "Oh, Jenna, we're so sorry! If only we'd known" And they'd be giving media interviews saying "Jenna has always been my closest friend, she's always been an artist."

And I'll drop them and go find some new cool friends and they'll be kicking themselves for not recognizing my brilliance.

Mar 19

I'm not going to think of it as aggravation, I'm going to think of it as material.

My mom and Mr. Van Heusan were totally bent out of shape because the merchandise didn't arrive.

When I gave the movers the list of stuff to take I didn't give them the address of where to to take it.

I phoned to take care of it and they said after they'd loaded the truck on Friday they'd waited for me to come back until 7 (time and half after five) and then took the loaded truck back to the yard. (Three nights storage at $75.00 per night.)

I told my mom and Mr. Van Heusan and thought I was handling their reaction very well until my mother said, "Jenna stop scribbling into that damn notebook and pay attention." Then of course the big responsibility spiel.

I gave them the cold shoulder all afternoon, but they were so busy being mad I don't think they noticed.

Mar 20

I am so inspired.

Jade looked with disgust at her Mother and her mother's boyfriend.

"You asked me to save the company and I did." she spat through pouty lips, her green eyes smoldering. "And now you have the temerity, the absolute gall to tell me that you've risked everything on a shady stock market deal?"

Jade walked over the window, her sexy sway still unmistakable. She breathed heavily her bosoms straining the mother of pearl buttons on her cashmere sweater. She exhaled deeply to rid her body of the negative energy.

She had to think.

Jade ran a manicured hand through her raven mane. The slight scent of lilacs and fresh air filled the room.

She turned back to them decisively. "You'll have to go on without me then."

Jade strode purposefully out of the room as her mother and her mother's boyfriend rung their hands in anguish.

"Please Jenna, wait, we can't do this without you." her desperate mother cried but it was on deaf ears.

Jayde was gone.

I can't believe that just came to me. It's really, really good. I am so good at this.

I figure there will be this whole thing where Jayde gets caught up in a web of intrigue because her mother and her mother's boyfriend are involved with shady stock market people.

The whole stock market thing is such a good idea because it's really hot now.

I wish I knew more of the lingo other than "buy" and "sell" but I'm not going to worry about that now. I think an editor does that anyhow.