2018年英语四级美文：The Shadowland of Dreams
The Shadowland of Dreams
Many a young person tells me he wants to be a writer.
I always encourage such people,
but I also explain that there’ a big difference
between “being a writer” and writing.
In most cases these individuals are dreaming of wealth and fame,
not the long hours alone at the typewriter.
“You’ve got to want to write,”
I say to them, “not want to be a writer.”
The reality is that writing is a lonely, private and poor-paying affair.
For every writer kissed by fortune,
there are thousands more whose longing is never requited.
Even those who succeed often know long periods of neglect and poverty.
When I left a 20-year career in the Coast Guard to become a freelance writer,
I had no prospects at all.
What I did have was a friend with whom I’d grown up in Henning, Tennessee.
George found me my home —
a cleaned-out storage room in the Greenwich Village apartment building
where he worked as superintendent.
It didn’t even matter that it was cold and had no bathroom.
Immediately I bought a used manual typewriter and felt like a genuine writer.
After a year or so, however,
I still hadn’t received a break and began to doubt myself.
It was so hard to sell a story that I barely made enough to eat.
But I knew I wanted to write.
I had dreamed about it for years.
I wasn’t going to be one of those people who die wondering,
“What if?” I would keep putting my dream to the test —
even though it meant living with uncertainty and fear of failure.
This is the Shadowland of hope,
and anyone with a dream must learn to live there.