These fruitman chronicles...

These Fruitman Chronicles (yeah, better with capital letters) have achieved something quite dangerous: I never write in Spanish anymore. I wonder whether that's doing any good to me. On the one hand, I practise my English (I have a dream that someday the mexican will approve of it) On the other hand, I'm too relaxed about my writing. How can I be any demanding with myself, when I write in a language that's not mine? The fruitman, this bastard. One day I'll have to kill his shadow with a Spanish light. Y te quedarás frito, cabrón.