tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1110107012766586348.post1066705230015921792..comments2023-08-10T03:12:36.037-07:00Comments on LKWatts Confessions: The Importance of PassionUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1110107012766586348.post-58914745097725737562011-09-19T02:20:09.215-07:002011-09-19T02:20:09.215-07:00Passionate is not a word I would generally use whe...Passionate is not a word I would generally use when talking about myself. Us cerebral types are not known for our passions. We prefer words like ‘dedication’ and ‘commitment’ but that’s really me avoiding the issue. I, too, have had a variety of jobs in my life and despite their diversity I have always excelled at whatever I have done and there’s a lot of satisfaction to be gained from being good at something. My approach to jobs was always the same and that was to impose as much of myself on the role as possible, to make the job my own, which is how I made them bearable. <br /><br />Nowadays our circumstances have changed and I no longer have to work as long as we live frugally which we do. I can devote all my spare time to my writing which is hours and hours every day. Writing has now become a job of work and, of course, I approach it with the same seriousness as I did all my other jobs. I’m still not comfortable with the word ‘passionate’ though. I’m getting to do what I imagined I always wanted to do. Of course now it is effectively a fulltime job a lot of the glamour has gone and I think that’s one reason why I feel at odds with describing how I feel about my writing as a passion because my experience of other passions is that they lose their intensity and often very quickly. If passion alone was what brought my wife and I together I’m sure we would have parted company a long time ago. Passion is a great motivator, the thrust you need you get you off your arse, but once the momentum is going then I’m not sure how much passion plays. It’s all semantics of course. I still get a great deal of pleasure from writing even writing a simple comment like this and I can’t see that ever dissipating but it’s a quiet pleasure the same kind of pleasure I get sitting here listening to Prokofiev and watching my wife on the couch opposite moving her feet in tune to the music.<br /><br>Jim Murdochhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12786388638146471193noreply@blogger.com