#journal asks

Hi! Thank you for the message. Apologies for the late response. I just finished sending out messages to all of the contributors, so now I can let everyone else know what's going on.

First off, the journal is still happening, but it's been slow moving and likely will continue to be. There's a few reasons for this. The first two are the road blocks that come with doing a project like this for the first time, and general lack of motivation from the lack of content being put out by the show. Hopefully with the teaser will really light a fire for everyone!

The third reason is that I recently lost my grandma, and that really affected my motivation and drive for this project. I'm slowly bouncing back, but it's little by little.

I decided to make a compromise in order to continue doing this project while making the amount of work more feasible for me and my team. I decided that for this go around of the journal that we would only be accepting one submission per contributor. I hope that if I continue this project in the future that I am able to expand the size of the project.

I wanna end by thanking everyone for their patience and continued support.

Hiiiiiiiiiiii

These ended up angstier than I was originally going for. Whoops lmao

Tessa's diary is a hardcover journal with leather covers. The journal is deep blue, decorated with a peridot stone on each corner and her name engraved in silver writing. It's charmed to trap anyone other than her who tries to open it, as well as to always have enough pages for her to write in. Each entry begins with neat handwriting, though as it goes on the writing gets messier and messier. As she gets older, she writes in it less and less, but usually at least once a week.

Here is the most recent entry where Liz is mentioned:

November 29th, 1990 [context: Liz just came back from visiting her grandfather]

It happened today. I saw Liz actually cry for the first time. In all the years I've known her, I've never seen it. She likes to be alone when she's upset, which I understand. She didn't tell us that her grandfather was dead. We knew he was sick, but when Liz came back today she seemed fine. I probably should have guessed something was up when she was more eager than ever to go to the Creature Reserve with me, but then said we should go to the Dark Forest last. She froze when we entered the thestrals' pasture. That's when I really should have figured it out, but she hadn't said anything! How was I supposed to know? I just did what we were there to do, refilling the food and making sure no one was hurt. And then when I turned around, Liz was petting Victoria, and she was crying. I went up to her to see what was wrong, and all she said was "she's so beautiful." I just agreed with her. I did realize what it meant, I'm not that stupid, but I was just so shocked at seeing her cry I didn't know what to do. So I sat with her. Even though she usually wants to be alone it didn't seem like it today. She's wanted to see thestrals for as long as I've known her. I guess being able to see them suddenly would feel different than always being able to see them, like I have. It must have been really bittersweet. I hope Liz is okay.

Here is the most recent entry where Colette is mentioned:

December 17th, 1990 [context: Gracie has been missing for two months now]

I told Colette to go home for Christmas. It may be stupid, but I just want to sulk here by myself. I heard that almost everyone is going home this year, and why shouldn't they? I'm sure they all have family that loves them and isn't either missing or off their rocker. Although, I shouldn't say that; Colette's brother Jacob is both. Maybe I should have asked her to stay? She's one of my best friends in this entire school, and she probably needs a friend right now too. But I can't do it. I've been in a rotten mood lately and even though she's been so patient with me I can tell it's wearing on her. I can't hold a conversation and I can't even seem to pay attention when someone else is talking. How does Colette stay so - I don't know, good? She's been through a lot too and yet she's still so kind and just as soft and gentle as the day I met her. I miss first year when nothing had really gone wrong yet. When Colette and I would share a bed just because we could, staying up for hours by wandlight and giggling about nothing. We made plans to see the world together. Now I don't even know if I'll live until graduation. I hope, even if I don't, that she does. I want her to live out all of her dreams and be happy. I love her so much. I want to be there for her when she's at the top and I want to be able to comfort her when she feels as bad as I do. I just don't know how.

eat an apple... perhaps even a yogurt or a muffin, try to read my assigned chapters, start listening to florist??? again???, umm do something trans🤗, write in my journal about things, dance in my room.

i hope u have a good day cj!!!!