Chapter 11 Eleven, uppercase

Comrades young men and women of literature and art: Seeing letters is like meeting. In the autumn of 2009, the most gratifying thing was that a middle-aged literary man named Miao Wei published his first collection of novels.The most gratifying thing is not the literary achievements of this collection of novels, but that in such a positive era, in such a turbulent heart, such a person who is so busy with mundane affairs, can still write a book word by word. Fiction that will make a lot of money. In the summer of 2002, I was in Beijing.I don't know Miao Wei, but I read "I Have Ideas, No Ways" written by Puding.I found that this person called Pudding also noticed that when referring to women, Gu Long did not use "body" but "carcass".I also looked up the "Modern Chinese Dictionary" at that time, and it was clearly written: the carcass is the body.At that time, I still insisted that no matter how I say it, the naked body is still a thousand times more obscene than the body. The naked body is a literary vocabulary, while the body is a scientific vocabulary.I also found out that this guy named Pudding also likes to watch crime movies, and he also noticed Robert De Niro, and also admired "Once Upon a Time in America". "Once Upon a Time in America" ​​is a classic among the classics in my mind, and it is much more concise and beautiful.The future world I imagined at that time seemed to be like this forever: a girl who is all over the country, a bank full of cash, a few brothers who have been together since childhood, a complicated relationship full of desire, betrayal and confession, that girl who is all over the country These brothers must not grow old until they sleep all over.In short, we all believe that making fun of boredom is vulgar and closer to the essence of life.After reading it, I really regret that I didn't know this person named Pudding long ago, otherwise the middle school could publish the blackboard newspaper together, and the university could publish the school magazine together.

Later I learned that Pudding's real name was Miao Wei.Miao Wei is the leader of "Sanlian Life Weekly". He is handsome, boring, and can write, especially practical and expository essays. He can write thousands of words every day with a muffled voice, and he has not stopped for many years. In the summer of 2008, I met Miao Wei at a dinner party, and I asked, "What are you busy with?" In Beijing, I didn't meet at a dinner party, and I usually asked, have you eaten?Met at dinner, usually asked, what are you busy with?The general answer is, busy.Busy with work, busy with projects, busy with work unit struggles, busy with divorce, busy with childbirth, busy with mother-in-law's heart disease, busy with Buddhist chanting, busy with midlife crisis, and busy with depression.

"Writing a novel." Miao Wei said. "Long story?" "Short stories." "Okay, write more, great thing." "I must write more. I will publish it in People's Literature." In modern times, in my home country, I hear this answer about as often as I get an email from Mars or a phone call from my dead grandma.I remember that when I was in middle school, literature was still prominent. My Chinese teacher had clearly pointed out that if writing was not for fame and fortune or to seduce girls, forget it if you can.Even if it is for fame and fortune or to seduce girls, there are many simpler and more effective methods in the world.But in contemporary times, in my motherland, if my Chinese teacher still goes to teach in middle schools, she will find that there is no need to warn the students.

In the summer of 2009, I was online.Miao Wei told me through MSN that he is finally going to be a writer, and the direct translation in English means a writer.No longer Teacher Miao, Editor-in-Chief Miao, Master Miao, Chief Writer Miao, Mensao Miao, Handsome Miao, but a writer with the surname Miao. "In October, I'm going to publish a collection of novels, can you write a preface?" My first reaction was: "Why don't you find a master to write?" "Who is the master? Old Wang Shuo?" I heard Miao Wei in the distance laughing in my heart, and I also smiled in my heart and said, okay, I will write.

God is also fair, giving anyone who is obsessed with words the same chance to go to the sky to pick the moon, and the same ending that they can't pick the moon and fall down.People who are obsessed with words also turn talent, hormones and ambition into motivation, and they also claim to have the ideal of picking the moon. The difference is that some people aim at gold mines, some aim at big tits, and some aim at real It is the moon that is not aimed at. The difference is that some people have more motivation, jump higher, and fall better. Some people only have three to five milliliters at a time, and their jumps are too short and their falls are too ugly.

"Unless the Soul Claps and Makes a Song" writes about souls, love affairs, aliens, pork, and carcasses.It can be seen that, like all writers, Miao Wei started out to let himself have a good time, but it can be seen that Miao Wei is not just to make himself feel good, although he repeatedly quoted English and repeatedly emphasized, "(Writing) it's about getting up, getting well, getting over, getting happy, okay? Getting happy.” “Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of, but do it in private and wash your hands after wards.” It can be seen that in contemporary times, in my motherland, although many have become famous or not Famous people are old or useless, Miao Wei is just getting started, and he is still growing, and his opportunities are still there.

Words are our religion, may we continue to pervert it.It is not required to be promoted to a half-job in two or three years, but to publish a remote book in two or three years.There is a small fire in my heart, my body is half a foot off the ground, I don’t want to be an ant, I don’t want to be a god, I want to be a writer. There is nothing more to do, comrades cherish it. Feng Tang