Meg Dowell Writes

Word count: 50,085.

Unless you weren’t paying attention yesterday, my word count has, sadly, not changed. Since I got to my first and only current goal, I’ve slowed down a little so I can have all the rest of the Harry Potter books read before I go see the first part of the seventh movie Thursday at midnight. Crazy, right? I just started reading the fifth one a half our ago.

I don’t plan on quitting—writing, I mean. My novel still has so much more to it, and I want to keep working on it. But until I do all of my homework and read these books and see this movie, I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to write very much. A few hundred words a day, maybe, if that much.

But still, my stats bar is green, and that makes me happy.

I have been reading literally all day, and my neck hurts, and I haven’t slept in since (I have no idea when). I can’t wait until all of this is over. I know I keep saying that, but it’s true.

I’m going to wear myself out soon, especially if I want to bump up some of my class grades. Like sociology. I don’t think I’m going to be able to pull an A in that class for anything. Unless I study like a crazy person for weeks and weeks and weeks. The possibility is being explored (in that thing called my mind, which I can’t exactly find at the moment).

Sometimes, you just have to sleep a little less. But coffee? So out of the question. That stuff is nasty.

Love&hugs, Meg<3