I regularly become obsessed with things. Not in an unhealthy I way - at least, I don't think so. I didn't say I OFTEN become obsessed with things - often would give the obsession a casual, repetitive, inocuous quality with a routine-like flavour. It is just that if I become obsessed with something I could do, something I'd like to do, something I want to do (and I have quite a list of those) then I usually end up doing it.
My latest one (and it has been with me since last November at least) is the part-time MA in Victorian Studies at Birkbeck college. I had always thought I would become a university lecturer and would spend my life writing books and studying them and writing about them. Then life decided otherwise - too much studying kills the thirst for knowledge, and I just wanted to try completely new things. I became obsessed with music. So I started writing about it instead.
But the thirst has come back. I've started thinking that it would be a good idea to go back to studying again, especially an era that has always, well, obsessed me. I even have an idea of what topics I'd like to look at if I ever went on to do a PhD. Only the - hopefully near - future - as well as the state of my finances - will tell me whether this is possible, but the obsession is here to stay.
I think therefore I write.
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