Meg's Blog

Back From The Dead

I know! It’s like I fell off the face of the earth, right?

But I’ve actually been right here, writing (and occasionally Tweeting. And Facebooking). It’s just so hard to tear myself away from my heroines’ worlds to tell you about my own because mine is so boring in comparison (uh . . . I got glasses?).

If you don’t believe me, watch this (the first in a series of videos about my new book Abandon that are going to be coming out, and I swear they get better and better as they go on. Hint: so does my hair, at least in the ones in which I appear):


Yes. I filmed that in a cemetery.

You never know where life is going to end up taking you as a writer.

Apparently, sometimes it is a cemetery.

I have no idea what kind of expression I am making here. I think it’s Please Don’t Haunt Me, Dead People.

You wouldn’t think the main problem with filming in a cemetery would be chasing away the chickens and tourists who kept wandering into the shot, but it was (for real).


Everyone keeps asking me “Did you write a modern re-imagining of the myth of Persephone because you love the Greek myths or something?”

And the truth is, I think the Greek myths are very interesting.

But I really only ever cared about the myth of Persephone while I was growing up because I always thought there was something very compelling about someone who felt such a connection to a girl that he resorted to doing something as outrageous as kidnapping her and then allowing the earth’s entire population to starve (that is like ten felonies right there).


(If you don’t know the myth, don’t worry, a video will follow soon to explain it.)

That’s why I used to sit around in Algebra and draw these little scenes from the myth in my notebook instead of paying attention.

I think everyone can relate to that scary feeling of falling in love for the first time— you really do think you’d be willing to do almost anything for that person.

And as a teenager, I was always longing to find that one special person who would not only completely love and understand me exactly as I was (no phony pretense), but come and take me away to a place where I would fit in.

Because I felt like I didn’t fit in at ALL where I lived, and that no one understood me, either. I kind of felt . . . Abandoned.

So to me, that’s what the myth of Persephone was about. And that’s what Abandon is about, too.


I should probably let you know I am going on a national book signing tour for this book. I don’t have all the confirmed dates or cities yet, but some of the states I know I’ll be heading for at the end of April are Tennessee, Texas, Georgia, and Kansas City, MO. As soon as I find out more, I will let you know!

You’ll also be seeing me at the International Reading Assocation convention from May 8-May 11 in Orlando, FL, and then after that, Toronto, Canada! (I know! I haven’t been in Canada in ages! Hello, Canadians! I love you!)

Then in June, I’ll be in Boston (can you believe I have never been to Boston???), Chicago, and San Francisco doing joint signings with the fabulously talented authors Libba Bray and Maggie Stiefvater (and another one in Miami in July) for their upcoming releases! How fun does that sound?

And look for even more cities in July for my Overbite tour (first stop: New York City)!

I know. So much is going on. That’s why I have to get all my work done now. So, I’ll talk to you later.

And in the meantime, don’t worry. We can all sleep when we’re you-know-what.


More later.

Much love,