Not sure where the jumping off line (let’s take an inventory of obsessions) is from but it says all about this piece.
Let’s take an inventory of obsessions:
Chinese lore, I know that’s too broad but hard to refine this. I mean, I’m interested in an assortment of stuff that I group in under it: sometimes it’s the language, sometimes it’s like a story, a different world that you get to gaze upon
Fantasy, I keep coming back to it as my main staple. It used to be mostly epic and some sword & sorcery mixed up but I think I’m branching out slightly
Writers, this something recent after I decided to take writing seriously. I started to take an interest in author bios, forewords, that kind of stuff. Before that, I felt like those things just flew by and I wouldn’t really glance at them.
Social customs, I don’t know, not everything but what inspires me, surprises me, I guess. Probably acting as fodder for my imagination to gobble up and mangle and use for my fiction
Personality and identity, probably because I have a philosophical streak in me, I tend to reflect on things. So of course I would contemplate on myself and what happens to me and what I experience foremost
Speculative biology, no idea where that came from, I didn’t even do biology but I rather like coming up with made-up plants and trace out all the cultural significance of a given plant
Constellations because it dovetails so well into myths and opens a window into a particular culture’s view of life and how things are perceived and ought to be, all those kinds of things
Language and how they carry imageries. I am an appreciator of prose and that’s the sum of its attraction for me. Strangely, not poetry so much, which I didn’t feel attached to that much. I prefer works of length that gives me a certain degree of immersion. It’s not until recently that I understood poetry was meant to be imagery based.
