Bit of Ivory

Dear sleep gods,

I am completely sick of waking up feeling like I never went to bed at all. This happens no matter what time I go to bed or how long I sleep. Five years is long enough to be continually tired. Enough is enough. Really.

Exhausted,

Emily

Dear Muse,

Thank you so much for allowing me to complete my ficlet idea. It was really very kind of you. Now, umm. Could you give me some more ideas for Albus? Like, a title? And a plot? ‘Cause it’s getting really old, opening the file and staring at the screen, unable to figure out how to continue it. And dude, I’ve only written the *first chapter*. Plus young Albus is starting to lob dungbombs my direction. He really wants to go to the Great Exhibition. So help.

Impatiently,

Emily

P.S.– Also, it would get Rachel off my back. Thanks.

Dear Howard Shore,

I adore you. I got my Trilogy Edition of the LotR Soundtrax yesterday, which means that I finally have The Two Towers soundtrack. I adored listening to the FotR soundtrack, and the RotK soundtrack, but it was like reading only volumes one and three of a three-volume novel. TTT is the glue that sticks them both together, and listening to them all in one long arc is nothing short of incredible.

Can’t wait till I can do the same with the movies.

In awe,

Emily

Dear Whirlwood wands,

Thank you for making the Ginny Weasley wand. I accidentally snapped the one I made myself, and since I can’t get a hold of any spellotape, a new wand was a must. But should I make my own, or buy one? I remembered seeing your amazing wands at Nimbus (at least, I think you were the other wand vendor. Your boxes look familiar), and I wanted one very badly. But I didn’t have a job then, so I couldn’t justify it. Especially since your wands were more expensive than Alivans. But that’s ’cause they’re better. Anyway, I ordered one yesterday. Can’t wait till I get it.

Anxiously,

Emily