Nectarines look like butts.
I’ve thought this for a while now, but staring down the last part of my breakfast this morning, I was struck by it. My fruit has a butt crack. It should be disconcerting. I don’t want to eat a butt crack.
So I flipped the nectarine back to right-side-up, and tried to burn the mental image of the Crackterine.
And, despite its incredibly awkward appearance, that fruit was delicious.
I spent most of my evening reading last night. I hit page 432, and decided to call it quits. Kvothe had finally hit a happy moment in his life, and I figured it wouldn’t last long, so I’d better stop there.
I’m going to focus on my fiction today. As much as Kvothe’s story is calling to me, it’s not something I want to speed read. I need to read it and absorb it. And I want to enjoy it.
Yesterday I edited chapters 9, 10, and 11. That means I only have 10 more chapters to go and ‘Vessels’ will be in draft 2!
So, the music is on, I’ve had my breakfast, and my requisite coffee. It’s time to get to work!