Meg Dowell Writes

It’s been so long since I thought to write to you. What should I say?

Well, here’s the story. After my crazy novel-ness, I spent three weeks of school working my behind off trying to finish strong. Not that I’m finished, because I’m not, and finals are after break. Not only did I live through the ACT a second time, but I turned in a few decent English papers and really concentrated on not letting my head explode. Thankfully, I got through all that, but it came with a cost: not having time or energy to write to you.

I don’t have energy right now, since I got back from an Operation anniversary at about eleven thirty this morning, so I’m not really sure how that has anything to do with it. But I do have time—lots and lots of time—which I honestly haven’t had in forever. I was sitting here going, “What should I do now?” and thought of you. Whoever you are.

Merry Christmas Eve Eve! I’m really excited for Christmas this year. I don’t really know why. It’s probably because it’ll be my last Christmas ever as a high school student. At this time next year, I’ll be home from college, not home for good. There’s a difference in the value of the holidays. Not that I would know.

One thing I do want to accomplish before going back to school is (possibly) finishing my NaNo novel. So I’m going to go work on that now. I don’t want to hear any complaints about my lame-as-ever checking-in. At least I posted.

Have a great day before Christmas Eve, and remember: don’t touch the butt.

Love&hugs, Meg♥