Meg Dowell Writes

By the time we left yesterday around 6:30, I’d almost made it to 46,000 words. I don’t think I made it to 50,000 yesterday, since I didn’t get much writing done in the car (thanks to that lovely thing we victims like to call car sickness). But I’ve been scribbling in my novel notebook (am I a dork for having one of those?) for about three hours. Once I type all that up, we’ll see where I’m at. Hopefully, very close. I need another reason to celebrate.

There’s not much else to do here, since it’s raining and the men went to golf (in the rain, I guess). My mom and grandma and cousin spent a good twenty minutes talking about healthcare reform. Joy.

I kind of forgot that tomorrow’s Easter. I mean, that’s the whole reason we’re here and all. But as a kid I was always excited about the stuff I was going to get in my basket. And now all I want to do is finish my novel so I can concentrate on my last month-and-a-half of school. Which I really need to do, because I’m currently not getting all A’s. Yet.

I think I’m going to keep writing. Plenty still has to happen before I send Evie the last chapter, and I’m not completely sure how it’s going to go. But I guess we’ll see. Melanie is kind of confused and sad at the moment. There are a few characters I love to hate. And Derek’s just an irresponsible and horrible jerk. I genuinely hate him almost as much as she does.

Let’s hope she can work things out with everyone before things get worse.

Love&hugs, Meg♥