Personally, I think we're all obsessive about something. Addiction, whatever your poison, is so easy to fall victim to -- isn't that scary? Americans are the fattest in the world. Well, uh yeah, you try getting Philly Cheesesteak and Frappaccinos in Libya. But onto my addiction: Last night, I was going to treat myself to something sweet at Starbucks, but not too fattening. So I'm in the car, and I pull out my trusty sidekick, "You, Starbucks and Nutrition". It's a little pamphlet I've got with all the fat/calorie information for all things Starbucks. So I start perusing it, and I get this strange look from my husband.
Apparently, it's weird to put this much thought into your Starbucks' order. Who would have guessed? (I decided on a Mocha Frappaccino Light if anyone cares -- my usual order is a con pana -- espresso over ice with whip). My trusty pamphlet goes into its place of honor among the maps, and all is well. The seas have calmed.
The reason I'm thinking about this is that I just got through writing an obsessive-compulsive character: Poppy, in "Calm, Cool & Adjusted", which comes out in October. And I realized when writing her, we're all that way about something -- and maybe I have a little too much freak to ever feel confident again. Granted, it would be nice to be obsessive about cleaning, order efficient function, but no, I got espresso, Mr. Darcy and pedicures. Poppy got health. What about you? Do you have an obsession that is legal by all Christian rules?http://www.kristinbillerbeck.com/