I make that representation not having ever tried it myself nor having heard any firsthand accounts of the high crack can produce. It’s poetic license; it’s the power of description wielded by words.
“Better than crack.”
Never had it? Doesn’t matter. You know what I mean.
Now, you may be thinking, “What? What is better than crack?”
The what-if process of planning a novel is better than crack. It’s a thrill, a buzz, a kick, a rush, a high. For several hours yesterday, Rob listened to my ideas, added some of his own, and tested the scaffolding for strength — all the while eating a burrito. (That guy’s got some mad skills.)
So it begins this morning. By December 23rd, I will be done with my seventh novel. Title TBD. Thought it might be cool if I could work the word crack into it . . .