In August 2010, when I told my new therapist what I do for a living, she cocked her head and said, "I'm just trying to understand... why did you think this job was a good idea?" This may have been a bad sign.
It's difficult to list all the ways comparing girls to half-chewed food is screwed up. And really, who is thinking up these terrible sex metaphors anyway?
If you had asked me in 2008 who would be end up being the famous one in the 12 -person screenwriting workshop I was enrolled in, I would have said "me."