Slow start to the writing, but made solid progress by early evening. Double checked the breakpoint — the spot in the manuscript where existing passages work, a mythical place just ahead in the distance — and confirmed that roughly 25 pages of intensive revisions remain between here and that place. About half of those 25, I’ll slice and rewrite from scratch. Very few gems in the pile, it seems.

The big question mark is the ending, since it is wrong for the book. It might work in another context, perhaps in a short story. Not sure how long rewriting the ending might take. All I know is that it needs it badly.

Discovered peanut butter aggravates heartburn. Major Bummer. Though maybe it was the fact I ate 1/3 of the jar.