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.