|Star Trek and Buttercream Frosting|
I love writing.
The passion I used to reserve for Star Trek and buttercream frosting (combined??) I now lavish upon this obsession I have for the craft of writing.
It takes over my movie watching (five minutes into The Matrix last night, someone tells Neo, You’re one of those people who thinks you’re special, aren’t you? I turned to my mom and said, “See that? That’s Stating the Theme! It’s part of the setup!” She looks at me like I’ve lost my mind.)
It takes over the dinner conversation (my boys are now experts on POV and genre rules and the evils of info dumps).
It invades my dreams (whenever I’m drafting, the creative engine in my brain won’t turn off at night, which makes for some terrifyingly bizarre night drama).
This sometimes makes me take on too much – I love reading, writing, critiquing, blogging. I want to do it all RIGHT NOW, RIGHT NOW!
I’m also a little impatient.
I have to force myself to slow down and not do a zillion things, even if they are fun. Even if they taste better than a Star Trek chocolate cake. Because life needs to happen, and I don’t want to miss out on this:
How do you manage the obsession?