Is there a difference between a 40-year-old leftover woman and a 40-year-old unmarried woman writer?

I'm really worried that I will never get married.

It's not terrible not to get married, but to endure secular vision.

Sometimes I wonder, if 40-year-old leftover women have to endure secular vision, can 40-year-old unmarried female writers be an exception?

When it comes to female writers, they immediately think of elegance, nobility and otherness. It's normal to look down on ordinary people!

Besides, most women writers have wealth and status, and they don't need men as makeup spots, and there are not a few women writers who are unmarried for life!

When I was a child, I didn't know why my mother wanted children under 10 to read Jane Eyre. She also said: My mother liked reading this book when she was a student.

In order to continue my mother's love and explore her understanding and love of this book, I read Jane Eyre several times. Fully absorbed the "although I am short, although I am ugly, but our souls are equal" poison chicken soup.

Later, I read many so-called world masterpieces and thought that the correct view of love was like Pride and Prejudice. My family just likes doing it, and I like doing it, but there are men who love me! Practice has proved that the possibility of being fooled by Gao Fushuai is really not high!

But I was so poisoned that my college graduation thesis was all about "Why Charlotte Brontexq doesn't like Jane Austen". Perhaps the perspective of the topic is too delicate, and the paper passed without any modification.

To tell the truth, after junior high school, I like to watch San Mao and Zhang Ailing, and of course, Jing M. Guo and Ming Xiaoxi.

The difference is that Jing M. Guo and Ming Xiaoxi's novels are like steamed bread in a steamer. Once you get it, you have to read it in one breath and almost never read it again.

I have read the anthology of Sanmao Zhang Ailing over and over again, which seems to be in line with the mainstream values of girls.

But look at these women writers I am familiar with. Most of them are unhappy marriages!

Jane Austen and Charlotte Brontexq are unmarried for life, while Charlotte Brontexq still pinches each other across time and space. I am also curious, how do these people who have no emotional experience write one enduring love classic after another?

In the relationship with Hu Lancheng, Zhang Ailing, who was proud from childhood, fell into the dust and finally returned disappointed. Many years later, she was also sighed by people waiting for us.

The immortal love between San Mao and Jose only stays in Sahara. I often stare at San Mao's portrait in her later years and imagine how she followed in Jose's footsteps with a decisive attitude.

Not to mention Li Qingzhao, when I met her, she had already lost her husband, and she set up a divination booth in the street all day to tell people fortune, like a living bodhisattva. Sometimes I wonder, if I don't have a creative source, is fortune telling a good way?

Bing Xin and Lin. Although they are happily married, they also like to pinch each other. I have to say that women's jealousy is really terrible.

It seems that the endings of female writers are mostly tragedies.

Tragic life seems to be the source of creation. It seems that only tragedy can become a classic.

Which is easier, getting married or being a woman writer?

I think asking such a question means I'm not awake. At least I underestimated the difficulty of being a woman writer.

How far am I from becoming a woman writer? I think it should be 10 years and eight months. Translated into adult language, it is 108,000 miles.

Of course, I would rather be a happy ordinary person than live a miserable life!