A friend recently asked this question on Facebook:
Creative types: How honest are we being with ourselves when we say that we do what we do for the love of art/music/film, or simply because “we have to” and don’t know how to do anything else. Are we just saying what we think others expect to hear? How much does the fantasy of one day achieving fame, glory and a decent living play into it?
It reminded me of the foreword to my current favourite-book-to-recommend-to-people, The Art of Dramatic Writing by Lajos Egri. It’s a better book about writing than most of the others I’ve read, in part because I liked and could relate to the honesty of the foreword. It’s applicable to all forms of creativity or craftsmanship, too. Not just writing. I copied out most of it and put it behind the cut!