As with any course, the longer you do it, the more you have to specialise. It’s why we have heart surgeons, and biophysicists and Romanticism lecturers. It was my Romanticism seminar leader who gave me this advice:
“Find something you’re passionate about and pursue it. Forget about the money or the availability. You don’t want to be doing something boring for the rest of your life.”
I like this lecturer, mainly because he shares my love of Keats, so maybe I’m biased in this, but I think this is a good way to live any part of your life. Employment, hobbies, commitments… happiness is what you should strive for.
Of course, a curse far worse than little passion is too much passion. I love the Romanticism as much as I love Renaissance; likewise the Gothic holds as much appeal to me as spending the rest of my life studying genre fiction. I adore fairy tales; I adore comics. Why couldn’t I specialise in all of them?
The answer is of course direction. Being a jack of all trades is admirable, but consider a famed pantheon. Hermes was a master of many trades, but he never rose to much greatness in the mythology. Would you rather be a Hermes or a Zeus?
… Mythology. That’s another field I’d be interested in…
Literature is not a tree with many branches. It is a forest of an enchanted nature, and we are tasked with choosing one to build our treehouse in. Problem is… I’ve never been one for commitment. I think, until I have to choose, I’ll continue my polyamorous relationship with literature.
What about you, dear readers? In your life plans, is there a moment where you have to choose a particular? Tell me about it. I’d love to hear from you all.