“Passion is the quickest to develop, and the quickest to fade. Intimacy develops more slowly, and commitment more gradually still.”
Passion is one of those buzz words that makes me want to hurl. It used to mean something, but now, thanks to Australian Idol and the steady stream of talent shows, it’s been reduced to fluff. “Singing is my passion,” they all utter, as if that excuses them from harsh reality.
After umpteen series of Idol shows, the world began to equate passion not with stardom and greatness but rather with serious delusion about one’s talent and pure hype.
Blogger and writer Jane Friedman posted on passion on her blog recently, questioning the necessity of passion. As a university writing professor, she’s heard the word enough to set her teeth on edge. Jane emphasizes instead the necessity of commitment. She’s looking for grit not fluttery, starstruck eyes. And in her experience, gritty writers are rare.
Hanging in there beyond the neon dreams, past the sophomoric naïveté, into the realm of sheer gut-crunching determination to create–this is the road that takes the committed writer out of Fantasy Land and to success.