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A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Mid-May, 1985

I feel so lucky to be able to be doing what I’m doing. My reading last night at Darinka went well. Justin was the only one of my friends to show up, but that was fine with me. I have to start paying more attention to Justin; he’s been a good, loyal friend, and maybe we could be more than friends now that it’s over with Ronna.

A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Early May, 1985

I was surprised when Ronna said she always felt a strong sexual attraction to me, “even when I was madly in love with Jordan.” Just as I once hoped Ronna would marry Jordan so she’d be “safe,” she told me she had hoped Sean and I would move in together. I told her I thought we could adjust to being just friends.

A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Late April, 1985

She said, “I’ve got to talk to you about sex. . . I’ve been thinking a lot about it.” At first, I figured she was going to talk about birth control, but no, she told me she didn’t want to go to bed with me anymore. Or she wanted to, but she didn’t think it was good for her. Two weeks ago she turned 32, and she wants to get married and have kids, and the biological clock is ticking away.

A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Mid-April, 1985

I drove Mom to the flea market at Dinner Key Auditorium in the Grove – the place Jim Morrison got arrested for exposing himself at a Doors concert – where she’s been doing more business than most vendors. It’s surprising and gratifying to see how my mother operates in the business world.

A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Late March, 1985

She told me how I was the best teacher she ever had, and of course I said that was very nice to hear. Then she asked if she could kiss me. Flustered, I nodded and offered her my cheek; instead, she put her arms around me tight and kissed me on the lips. When I said that I had to go, she asked, “How about one for the road?” and again embraced me and kissed me.

A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Early March, 1985

Josh went through his whole adulthood with that dog at his side, so it must be very hard for him now. To make matters worse, Josh called Wanda in London, figuring now that Butch was gone, he could make his long-delayed trip to visit her. But Wanda told him she had gone back to her old boyfriend– this after they’d been corresponding daily. He really needed to hear that now, huh?

A Young Writer’s Diary Entries From Mid-February, 1985

What really made me feel good today was an acceptance of the story I wrote just two weeks ago. Telescope, an influential and intelligent little magazine, wants “My Basic Problem” for their “male feminism” issue! And they sent me a lovely acceptance letter with a contract specifying a $6-per-page payment.

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