Write my obsessions?

I was reading 'Writing Down the Bones' by Natalie Goldberg today and came across this little jewel: "Write my obsessions."

Of course, when I actually *LOOK* at my obsessions, then I start laughing. GREAT. I'm going to write a novel about an angry woman that is obsessed with the loss of intelligence as a prevalent female trend, the fact that fashion takes up over 9/10s of a woman's thoughts, and that I can't find any decent, functional, and minimalistic items for things so basic as carrying books or telling time.

Because those are the things that drive me bonkers.

Of course, she'll also have bunches of small animals for pets, live on chocolate, own a giant library full of gorgeous books, and have a room dedicated to paper arts and music. And maybe some eastern minimalist furniture with a brushed steel kitchen.

After that though, she'll need some coffee. Maybe some cool uber tiny technical toys.

OMFG I'M A NUT CASE.

The funny thing is... I think my novel was *ALREADY* about my obsessions. Well... I'm halfway there!