Sometimes you have to gag on fancy before you can appreciate plain.
My first novel is loaded with food references largely because my cupboards were bare, and I was writing hungry.
I'd like you to know that I have forgiven him. Again and again. Once done, course, back comes the Enemy to persecute and persecute, and I must ante up to God and forgive yet again.
Let's just say that I was raised by my grandparents.
Phillipians 4:13 for Pete's sake!
For a very long time, I wrote a book a year, and was eager and willing to do it, to put bread on the table, to have my work out there. Now I must write a book every two years, and that's never enough time, either.