Mug of the Day:
(Plus cookies.) My Cats mug is one of my oldest; I've had it probably since middle school. And while Cats is not my favorite show (it's kind of boring, isn't it?) it does exemplify the embarassing-yet-intense obsession I used to have with Broadway musicals. I knew every word to nearly every remotely-famous show by the time I was 13. Phantom was my favorite. Nowadays I still like musical theater in a general sense, though a lot of what I used to think was grand and passionate just seems overwrought now.
At any rate, that mental trip back to the awkward middle school years reminded me of another obssession I had that I've never fully gotten over:
It all started with Harriet the Spy in third grade. Then came Nancy Drew. And I vividly remember trying to research locks at my elementary school library, reasoning if I knew how locks operated, it would be easier for me to pick them. The library was sadly understocked on lock-mechanism books.
When I was about 10, I tried writing a story about Cold War spies. I got about three notebook pages into it before realizing I knew exactly two things about the Cold War: 1.) we fought the Soviet Union and 2.) spies were involved. Not promising.
Then there was the WWII French Resistance. That was much more promising, because by age 12 I at least had a working knowledge of WWII. Plus I'd read a Sweet Valley High super-special-legacy book in which, I think, one of Jessica and Elizabeth's ancestors was in the French Resistance. Fighting the Nazis while hiding innocent Jews in French grain silos and communicating in code? Heck yes. Time to look up some French names.
So I went back to the library for more research. I remember checking out a biography of Albert Camus with no idea who he was, other than the book came up when I searched the card catalog for "French Resistance." It was dry, dull stuff. Where were the grain silos? Instructions on how to cut telegraph wires?
I (thought I) grew out of spies by high school. But the title of my college undergrad thesis was "Girls Who Spy: Prefeminism in Mid-20th Century Children's Literature" so um...I guess not.
What were your weird childhood obsessions? Do you mind sharing them here? And are you still just a teensy bit obsessed?