Journal 5

     And Alfred now started to understand Desire. Desire, that awful being with magnet eyes who dwelled at the bottom of the valley. The powerful one who lived in a cave with no bottom. What would Desire need a bottom, if he never stays? He lurks in his cave, keeping a watchful eye on the world. Crouching watchful and motionless all day with his claws ready, waiting for a messenger to bid him come. Been sitting there for longer than there was life. Alfred was certain he'd find claw marks on his bedpost when he woke up. He was hesitant and compelled too. Poor Sarah! She knew not what was goin' on. He sent Frank to suggest a visit, but Sarah declined. Alfred wuz all right with lust, but he di'n't know nothin' 'bout this level. He'd be fine as long as the darkness gave way to light. He wouldn't give in. That was what he thought. But Frank told him different, so he knew. And then if he hadn't, he was bound to know soon as he woke up, for Desire sneaks in to rest within his mind. He who would not step foot before now rested deeply within. Just laid there, and waited. Lust, that slithery snake, had shadowed his mind.

I used Hurston's structure, use of commas and pronoun. I also repeated Desire, unlike she does, but for the same effect. Instead of talking about a group as a whole I internalized most of it. I kept the main character, 2nd character and 3rd party character like Hurston did. I used her darkness metaphor also because it stood out as a big thing in her passage. Also how Death could lead to Rumor, and vice versa I used Desire vs. Lust, where lust could lead to desire, but desire could also lead to lust. I also used the dialect (similar to hers) in about the same place she used hers.