写作是我的职业,这我已经知道很久了。如果我做些别的什么。如果我研究一门外国语,或者试着学学历史、地理、或速记。如果我试图去演讲、从事编织或去旅行,那我可就受罪了,就要不断地问自己别人是如何做这些事情的。而且我似乎觉得自己眼昏耳愦,感到腹中有几分恶心。但在写作 Writing is my job, which I already know for a long time. If I do something else. If I study a foreign language, or try to learn history, geography, or shorthand. If I try to lecture, weave, or go travel, then I may suffer and keep asking myself how other people do these things. And I seem to feel myself dizzy, feeling a bit sick in my belly. But writing