Waiting for The Unlikelies? You know who you are. This is for you.

Q. How indulgent does it feel if given the opportunity to read someone else’s diary? Does it feel wrong? A bit invasive?

Don’t Answer Yet. Hold your thought.

Before you answer that question, allow me to offer you a what-if. If you want more what ifs help yourselves, I have plenty more where they came from:

What if the diary writer is ‘interesting’?

Does that make it feel more tempting to take a look at their personal pages?

Especially if you suspect their ‘secret’ stash of words spills. Imagine if it’s a ‘tell -all’, a juicy read scrawled or typed somewhere away from prying eyes? Interested?

A. I thought so.

Meet Dez. The diarist. The keeper of a raw, juicy journal. Feel tempted, feel indulged… It’s worth the read.

Those journal entries? They are all wrapped up tightly, snug as a bug in a rug, waiting to be read—I made sure of that.

I am unrolling them here, in the Literati section of The Ginger Jar, to indulge your perusing eye and curious mind.

Her journal entries?

They are snapshots from her ever-complicating headspace:

• —Life with Calypso (her “connected at the hip” best friend and unofficial therapist) and Lenny (her attention-needy, overly involved, neighbor/rent-free landlord/platonic other half/paradox) (You will swim in these entries of hers…)
• —Mid-dishwashing induced literary revelations and life hacks plus bits and pieces of her ‘while in the shower’ philosophical rants deserving to be jotted and journaled (These are entries which you may or may not see because by the time she sits down to write them, she has been distracted and forgets…)
• —Fictional literary fragments that want to jump out from her creative mind or from her notes, begging to be written properly, but that very notion terrifies her—because it leads to ‘completion’.
• —Conversations never had, confessions partly divulged, and truths—perhaps slightly skimmed, cropped, and condensed.

And always, always something culinary—because Dez’s kitchen is the center of her world:
a little messy, wildly improvised, but never without flavor.

Calypso says Dez is “Drifting through life, unfinished.”
Desiree says, “That’s how life works.”

And Lenny always nods his head and agrees with both. Always. Most of the time.

Meet these three, and enter the world of The Unlikelies.

You will feel as if you have known them all along.

Maybe you did.