3 NBs of Julian Drew

3 NBs of Julian Drew.

Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1994.

Avon paperback edition, 1996.

Harper paperback edition, 2000.

Graphia paperback edition, 2004.

Excerpt

From the first pages:

3 NBs of Julian Drew

 

[Note: The mysterious 3 NBs of Julian Drew is told partly in code during the first 43 pages. NB is an abbreviation for "notebook," the set of journals that Julian Drew keeps. Each entry begins with a series of capitalized letters and numbers. Context clues will help you understand most of the code. Sometimes you have to keep reading to be able to understand a coded word or phrase. But the general meaning of the book is clear, even if you have to wait a number of pages to understand some coded words. If you need help, here's some more code information.]

 

TO25
427WP

can't
can
have 2
my eyes saw
Ur letter
in my dream
in MY dream
IN MY DREAM
+
my MM
bought
this NB
2day
2DAY
JD

 


 

WO26
414WP

The lock is on
my hand is trying 2 write
trying
TRYING 2 write
my brain dreamed about Ur letter
4
20
nights
until last night
now no dream
no dream now
no
dream
now
the lock
is
on
JD

 


 

SO29
217WA

Dear
Deer who?
Why won't my pen do this?
know why?
no why?
Everything is like watching myself in a mirror
My eyes are tired of mirror-watching me
My eyes are tired
but my hand is trying.
Julian

 


 

MO31
742WP

My brain is thinking of some 1.
It is thinking of U.
Me + U
My brain can't stand it
Anymore
4 yr is a long time. 4 yr is 4ever.
All it thinks about is U.
or THEM.
Don't think about THEM, brain.
Just think about U.
Julian.

 


 

THN3
415WP

My hand is going 2 WRITE.
My hand IS going 2 write.
My hand is going 2 write U if it K1775 me.
No 1 can stop me.
43 can't stop me.
543 can't stop me.
There are 2 many things 2 write.
2 many.

My hand will say 1 THING.
Some THING my brain thinks about.

My brain had a nowhere dream 4 20 nights. My body was nowhere.
It was dusty, smelly, old.
My eyes saw a book on a shelf. It was Ur book.
My fingers found a letter inside.

The letter was from U.
It was so real my ears heard the envelope crackle.
My nose could smell Ur perfume.
But the dream stopped be4 my eyes could read the letter + now my brain doesn't dream this dream anymore.
What was inside the letter? What did U want 2 tell me?
My hand wrote
2 many
things
(maybe it's the pen's fault).
Julian

 


Copyright © James M. Deem. This excerpt is taken from 3 Nbs of Julian Drew (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1994). All rights reserved.