Gah, I am -covered- in sweat... but it's all for the good hard work! For the very few of you who have read the bit of my novel that I have posted on the site (on my main page, under Devious Info, by Website, for any of you who would like to see what I have going so far... I need to update that page so much...) [link] you may be pleased to know that I have found some of the missing pages to my novel.

It was incredible. I grabbed three trash bags and dove into that mess called a bedroom and just had at it. Cleaning the useless papers, scraps of drawings, old memories from people I could no longer stand. I dug under the cubby beneath my bed, I rampaged my drawers, I tore apart (and threw away) the already dead sleeping bag that I had stuffed in a hurry one day full of my belongings. I finally managed to make a clear spot on the floor (don't they say "A genius mind is the messiest" [or something like that...]?) And there was a mass of papers. I picked them up and flipped through them. They were labeled with blue tabs and marked as "J11" "J22", etc. The very journals that started this novel! I was extatic to say the least. I brought them downstairs and set them on my desk for safe-keeping. But, the stack was small when I cleared away the doodles and blank pages mixed in... Determined, I dived back into the mess, and a series of drawers, that I had not been able to open since and due to the mess, had become available again. I opened one and found my future wedding clothes... Set those aside for later... I opened the drawer beneath it, and it was just filled with clutter!, cleared through it and picked up a notebook.

It looked no different than the dozens of blank others I had already found in my room (to my dismay), but, knowing the entries of my novel were written in a spiral notebook, i browsed the pages. And found more of the missing pieces! I "HA"'d with joy and scrambled out of my room and set it beside the papers....

Alas, there are still pages missing yet... I had composed three journals in high school dedicated to the continuance of my novel. One was a set of tattered pages, the first fragments I found, the other two were in seperate notebooks... I have found two thirds of what I have been searching for, and tonight, I intend to rampage my room for those last pieces. Wish me luck.