I Am Not Your Jane is an epistolary fiction project.

Dear Sam, #2

To: sam2896@crossmail.[xx]
From: janelogan@crossmail.[xx]

Subj: Re: Hello, from ancient history

Well, if you think that was awkward, have I got news for you.

Unfortunately, my mother doesn’t shop at the Five Dive, wherever that is (sounds scandalous), and I don’t know who Gopher is, but he sounds like a dog, unless he is a child who eats dog treats or an actual gopher, in both of which cases I am impressed.

I’m afraid your Jane’s mother doesn’t know her daughter’s email address. It probably has an extra letter or a few numbers or something. Please don’t feel weird about it — as the Jane Logan who got the most common Jane Logan address in the world, I can honestly say this happens pretty frequently. I am, for instance, always fully informed about the status of the swim classes at the Secaucus, NJ YMCA, because they, too, have a Jane who doesn’t (or whose mother doesn’t) use the right address.

This sounds like a complicated situation. I am sad to say that while I am a Jane, I am not your Jane, but I hope you find your Jane very soon. Keith sounds like a pill, though, and I think his fender probably deserved it.

Best,
A Different Jane Entirely

Dear Jane, #3

Dear Jane, #1