I hate the taste of pears. Always have, always will. But there’s a great British expression about them:
It’s all gone pear-shaped.”
It means that plans have gone horribly wrong. If you think about the shape of a pear, it’s like an apple or a banana gone wrong, although that’s not one of the various theories put forward about the origins of the expression.
All that to say that work on my WIP went a bit pear-shaped towards the end of last week. But after reading a post from the Queen of Pep Talks, I am determined to squeeze my bum back into the chair this week and get some grape writing done. Sorry, that was a berry berry bad pun. Oops, there’s another one. Orange you glad I’ve run out of them?
Anything going pear-shaped in your fruit basket this week?