I read an article the other day in a magazine about the author, Meg Cabot. It referenced something from her blog here. The question she was asked is why she studied art in college when she liked writing so much. She says, in essence, that someone told her not to because her love of writing would die in a college writing program. (She adds that, instead, her love of art was sucked out of her.)
When I was growing up, I always thought I would be a teacher. By high school I had decided that I wanted to teach music. A couple years into college, I didn't want anything to do with music. I changed my major and moved as far away from music as I could.
What is that about? What is it about college that sucks the love and life out of a passion? Does it only happen in the arts, or does it happen in other areas as well? How does a young person discern what passions should remain hobbies and what ones could be turned into a career?