Talk about your special interests

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There's nothing wrong with you

I don't think it's that uncommon

You're doing really well CR and you've been through so much as well

I now want to be a man, living in the 1800s, getting famous by writing music. Instead I'm some dumb woman stuck in the 21st century, writing a book that would probably never get published.

Danke

So annoying that Foster didn't write the song The Little Brown Jug, it would be useful in my musical story about him. But I guess if it's fiction is doesn't have to be 100% accurate, does it? I could just put in disclaimers. But the song came out after he had died. Hmm.

Cockneyrebel, we should create a thread called "The Kinks and Foster thread", so that we can just post all we want about our special interests lol. Posting about a special interest is like scratching an itch. I don't often get special interests so this is quite new to me.

Most people know me for my interest in roller coasters / amusement parks and music. But the thing I am focusing on right now are my writing projects. I am currently working on a horror anthology of my short fiction (more of the classical style like gothic horror and weird fiction). I am also working on a prequel to an old horror novel that has just gone public domain. And I finished a two hour musical that I hope to have performed some day. I can't believe I finished that thing. I have all the music written with lyrics as well as the dialogue. It is all scripted out and ready to be performed.

I don't like having a special interest though. It makes me feel autistic, and I'm supposed to be considering getting reassessed, as I often question my diagnosis.

It makes me feel so autistic. I've never done so much research in my life about anything, but all I keep doing is typing in "Stephen Foster" into Google and hoping to find every piece of information about him as I can. But, saying that, I don't think I would be this obsessed if I hadn't developed such an intense sexual crush on him. I've always been obsessed with men I get crushes on. In a way it sometimes makes me wish I was single, so that I could flirt with men and fantasise about being held by them, without feeling guilty.
But I do love my partner, I just had to apologise to him for being overly in love with a deceased bloke from 19th century America.

I wonder if his bones are still in his grave in Pennsylvania. It means he's still on this earth. Wow.

It's quite funny to read this, I like it,

I find it near impossible to admit crushes.
I also tend to shy away from revealing my special interests.
My current main special interest I do every other day or every few days, depending on time of year, work, family etc. It's a bunch of physical skills. After a few years doing it, I wasn't getting as good as I hoped. I wasn't disciplined and favoured practising the things I had most confidence with, almost to avoid practising the things I found difficult. So I created a schedule to dictate what I would practise each time. My social media feed is full of other people doing this thing (plus a whole bunch of related activities, plus a whole bunch of people from past/side/other special interests). Ranging from people at a similar level, to the people doing it at professional competitive level. I took up a low-volume strength and mobility programme to help better prepare me physically. I record video footage of me doing it, and post to social media (under 500 followers, 30 likes is very good for my posts). An activity tracker to write notes about skill progression and achievements or failures. Social media is pretty much the only way I connect with other people doing this thing. Its very rare I meet up with anyone else. I guess you could say fitness is almost a special interest for me. I'm secretly proud of my physical ability, I want to tell people how great it is to be fit and healthy through consistently exercising in order to encourage others to start exercising. It's something I've slowly built up over the past twenty (almost), but has only really started to come together towards the end of my forties. I was pretty poor at sport in school, uncoordinated, a bit clumsy, a bit skinny and not especially strong. I was often amongst the last picked for sports teams at school. One of the few things I was okay at, was cross country running, but mainly because I was one of the few who listened to the teacher telling us to pace ourselves!

Ancient Mesopotamia