I can be quite obsessive about the things I love and tend to go completely overboard with them. Balance eludes me.
When I decided I was totally in love with Elvis I spent all of my time for months reading about him, listening to his music, watching his movies or movies about him, I bought Tshirts, tacky figurines and my car still bears the proof of my obsession with a decal in the back glass of Elvis’ silhouette. I was like a school girl in love, my entire life was absorbing as much Elvis as I could, which I then passed on to my kids… to this day they can tell you almost anything about Elvis. On his birthday my daughter Sarah went to school telling everyone about him, “he died in his bathroom,” she told her teacher… Mrs. Webster luckily shared my obsession and found this amusing rather than disturbing.
After Elvis came an obsession with Philippa Gregory books, The Other Boleyn Girl started a 6 month reading binge where all I read were books by her (in my defense, she’s a really good writer.) The obsession with her books turned into an obsession over all things Tutor Dynasty. I read countless books about them, and watched anything about them including the much anticipated adaptation of her book The Other Boleyn Girl- (dreadful movie I sold it on Ebay for $10, the book was much..much better) I even rented the first season of The Tutors (it too was horrible, Jonathan Rhys Meyers was the worst pick to play King Henry VIII ever… come to think of it he did a really bad Elvis in a movie too… I don’t think I like him)
When my Tutor obsession ended I turned all of my attention to my family… ENTIRELY. I obsessed over breastfeeding, cloth diapers, having more children, cooking, baking, cleaning and looking like the perfect “housewife” to the point I made myself miserable. All I watched on TV was TLC and Lifetime… lots of Jon and Kate, 17 kids and Counting and birthing shows. I was so wrapped up in making sure my children and husband were happy that I complete forgot to make myself happy… I became depressed of course.
Enter Twilight- Miserable and looking for something I decided to do what I swore I never would, I rented Twilight and while I thought the movie wasn’t very good (with the exception of looking at Rob Pattinson) I really liked the story and thought it would be a good book. And it was… really-really good. I read all 4 very long books in a week, I read so much so fast that I was literally hearing the words in my sleep, with in 2 weeks I had bought the movie and it’s soundtrack, by week 3 I was re-reading the series.
The Twilight obsession is still going on but has turned into all things Vamp; Twilight Saga, The Vampire Diaries (team Damon baby), Christine Feehan the Dark series (really good), The House of Night series (which I think are horrible books but I can’t stop reading them)- books, music, movies… anything vamp. There is no end in sight, I’m completely obsessed.
While I do enjoy my obsessions I’m at a time in my life where balance is key. 5 kids, 3 in school and 2 at home, a husband and house to keep is a big job, tack on writing posts for my blog (which I’m dedicated to despite my poor numbers) and trying to get my book written before August 7th I’m finding myself spread thin. Staying up until all hours trying to write chapters or posts and dragging myself out of bed in the morning exhausted.
Somethings got to go. I’ve decided to take time off from reading for now, it’s really hard to focus on writing a story when your in the midst of reading another one.
I know my life would be easier if I didn’t become so wrapped up in the things I love, if I could only half-ass love Edward Cullen or Damon Salvatore I could probably get a lot more done. But I’m obsessive by nature, it’s just the way I am.
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