I always think of writing in terms of food.
Kenkey, fish and black fried pepper is the first dish that springs to mind whenever anyone asks me what I would choose for my last dish on this earth.
Kenkey is a fermented corn dumpling that combines with fried red snapper and black pepper to give a truly Ghanaian definition of comfort food. It's the sort of meal that sits in the belly and tingles the taste buds long after you have washed the sticky white kenkey from your finger tips and picked out bits of fish from your teeth. I love eating it with friends; sitting on the floor in a circle around the food, or in one of those lovely Ghanaian restaurants that encourage you to eat with your fingers. I feel a wonderful guilty pleasure when I eat it on my own, because I tend to over eat, with more kenkey than I need and blow-your-head-off hot pepper, chased down with gallons of water.
I then become so full that I have to lie down, and think.
Either way, the memory of a good kenkey and fish meal lingers for days, weeks, sometimes years.
Great writing should have the same effect. And that is what I am aiming for.