So I asked my husband how to be a writer. He described it as such:
“Writing was taking the words you’ve vomited out and editing them.”
Then his writer friend joined in and the conversation went like this:
Friend: “It’s also about preparing what to vomit. Like you’re shooting for a specific color, so you really monitor what you’re eating. Then, of course, you play around in it for awhile to get the right patterns. I might be taking this too far.”
Husband: “Not at all, here, let me help you hold that metaphor down while you have your way with it…”
Well I’m a very visual person and this is the drawing that was where my imagination went.