The Draft
"We all have our stories to tell. This is Jemima's first and last and because of that, so important to all of us who read it now. This is her life." Michael Morpurgo
Jemima began keeping a diary when she was four, making simple entries as well as secret codes where she wrote backwards! No one was allowed to read her diaries or notebooks so following her death we discovered a whole new side to our beloved daughter.
After reading extracts at her funeral friends and familysugguested publishing them as they are 'extraordinary in their integrity and maturity'.
Included in the draft, are not only her diaries from the age of 10 until her death aged 13, but also family pictures and some of her artworks of which she was very proud.
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Jemima’s first and last book, ‘The Draft’ is available on Amazon.
An 8 x 10 souvenir edition with colour photographs as well as her private diary entries and extracts from her notebooks is available from Amazon UK here or Amazon US here.
The kindle edition is not illustrated.
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An 8 x 10 black and white edition is also available.
For Amazon UK click here or Amazon US here.'
Extracts from The Draft
Saturday 9th July 2011
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Dear Diary
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It is times like this when I sit and wonder ‘where’s my Romeo? What happened to my Prince Charming?’ But then I stop and think, do I really deserve him?
...I want to leap out of bed, draw back the curtains and gaze out into the night.
To lean out the window, sing for my true love, the love I do not yet possess and possibly never will. If only I weren’t so afraid.
Monday 8th August 2011
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Some people say that God can’t exist because if he did he would help all the poor people in the world.
I object to that. I feel their despair but WE have to help them. They are there because we did this to them. They are there because we have a wrong to right. They are there to stop us from turning into complete monsters before it’s too late.
Sunday 7th August 2011
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Anyway I need to write what I think and feel. Not all that you see
here actually ‘happened’ but it’s still very real to me. I don’t care if I let my imagination run away with me!
Plenty of brilliant artists and writers were mad! In fact it made their work more interesting! Even if they did cut their ears off, commit suicide, run round doing crazy stuff etc etc. People still loved them and their work just the same.
And I want to be loved too.
I almost feel as though I will never live long
enough to become an author, to be married and have a family.
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