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2002年,我给《南方都市报》写专栏,要求是一天一篇,每篇一千字,连续至少半年。我当时每天写作,写得天昏地暗。写到暮色降临,我想起好像有件事没做。什么事呢?一阵饥肠辘辘,我想起了从早到晚还没吃饭呢。吃完宵夜回来,写着写着又觉得有件什么事没做。当猛然想起我已经连续两晚没睡觉的时候,我伏在电脑桌上酣然入睡。每天晚上7点之前把写好的作品用电子邮件寄出,如释重负。写到一百多篇的时候,每次寄出稿件,我都觉得自己江郎才尽,无数次想向编辑求饶:我真的写不下去了,请早做打算,另请高手吧。
In 2002, I wrote a column for Southern Metropolis Daily asking for one article a day, one thousand words each, for at least six months in a row. I was writing everyday, written dark days. Write twilight advent, I remember as if something did not do. What happened? A while hungry, I remember from morning till night have not eaten yet. After supper was finished, I wrote something that I did not think was done. When I suddenly remembered that I had not slept for two nights in a row, I fell asleep on my computer desk. Every day before 7 pm put the written works sent by e-mail, relieved. When I wrote more than 100 articles, each time I sent a manuscript, I felt I had to do my best. I wanted countless times to beg for mercy from the editor: I really can not write down.