The Final Chapter
Did Grandpa Jackson know that the last generation of his dynasty would be a writer? How fitting that I should pen the final chapter to our story.
The weeks following my adult birthday were monotonous to say the least. I spent all day, every day, writing novels to earn my final promotion. I spent the evening chatting on the phone or online with my vampire best friends so that I wouldn't have to scramble once my birthday rolled around. Everything seemed to be coming together perfectly when Grandma Jess and I decided to take a short trip to China. I had to deliver a book and she wanted to photograph the MA Academy there for our local travel magazine.
Normally this wouldn't have been a problem, but I didn't take into account the fact that I was waiting for the royalty check that would earn me my final promotion. Somehow it got lost in the mail and didn't arrive until the day before my elder birthday! Talk about sweating it out! Moments after learning of my promotion I was jumping up and down for happiness!
Now all that's left is to make a wish and blow out the candles.
Oh my, I look OLD! I refuse to grow old gracefully - that's a load of bull plumbbobs! I got some blonde hair dye and poked around my dresser for some suitably fashionable clothing. Not bad for a coach potato who held a desk job all her life and never did one lick of exercise...
Before I could even grab a slice of cake, Grandma Jess was dragging me into the studio. Six portraits and three sculptures later we finally decided we had one of each to put in the museum. You've already seen the rest of it, so here's my contribution...
Here is an overview of the finished museum. Each outside wall is dedicated to one immortal, starting with Grandpa Jackson at the bottom (near the stairs) and going clockwise.
The inner octagon is dedicated to Great Auntie Jemma on one side and all the spouses who made our family possible on the other.
Aside from a small seating area in the middle, the only other items in the museum are the awards each of us has earned throughout our lifetimes.
And so it is time.
I approached the food replicator with mixed feelings. Of course I was happy and proud to have succeeded for the sake of my family. At the same time I was sad that our raison d'etre stops with me. Don't get me wrong, we still have plenty of living to do, but it won't ever be the same once I taike my first bite of ambrosia.
Here goes nothing...
And so, dear friends, our tale has been told.
Joanna Starr - Generation 8LTW - Professional Author
Career - Writing
Supermax Skill - Writing
Other Maxed Skills - none
Building - Starr Community Playhouse (formerly Wilsonoff Community Theater)
Property - Papyrus Memorial Library
LTRs - Acclaimed Author, Long Distance Friend, Map to the Stars
Best Friends - Eliseo Ursine, Harley Ursine, Mason Wolff, Ericka Wolff, Lewis Wolff, Delores Jolina
Black Ops - A Fishy Science Project, The Boiler Room, Networking is Key, Deliver a Book to France, Book Donation, Deliver a Book to China
Portraits - Toddler, Child, Teen, Young Adult, Adult, Elder
Sculptures - Toddler, Child, Teen, Young Adult, Adult, Elder
Photos - None
Author's Note: Thank you to everyone who has taken the time to read and/or comment on my dynasty! Your kind words of encouragement and your enthusiasm kept me going over the last four months. Yep, I started this dynasty on 9 Feb, so we're about 10 days shy of a full 4 months.
I stayed up all night to finish my story, so I'm off to catch a few ZZZZ's and will tally up the final worth of my museum and make a final summary post a little later.
