A New Year’s letter to book friends

This is an activity.

The author needs to write something, and then an Easter egg chapter will be automatically posted, and readers can draw prizes by commenting... That's roughly what it means, if I understand it correctly.

My brain hasn't been working very well lately, and I'm a little unsure of my IQ in all aspects.

In fact, looking back at the serialization of this book, there is not much to say. I can sum it up with my pen name. It is called "white" if it is dull and tasteless, and "extremely slow" if it is short and weak.

When I was participating in team building at the company, I walked across a high-altitude cable bridge. The wind was very strong and it was very unstable under my feet.

If the rope bridge is replaced by steel wire, it will be very similar to my creative thinking. The left side is "shattered" and the right side is "eunuch". When the wind blows, I will sometimes lean to the left and sometimes to the right.

Staggering, like a turtle crawling, I moved to the 1.5 million word mark.

For many readers who won’t read anything other than 1 million words or 2 million words, this amount may not be enough to chew through in a week.

But to be honest, I have never written such a long serial before. The only two books that were completed normally, "The Sentinel" and "Superman", were about to break the one million word mark, and then they started to lose strength and chose to end it.

I have received feedback from readers. To be fair, I am really not interested in writing a book that lasts forever and guarantees harvests despite droughts and floods - of course, there may be an exception for the big chatcha. After all, I am still quite vulgar.

Maybe it’s because I’m a Sagittarius and I don’t have much patience in doing things or in life.

I am tired of investing a long time in one thing and consuming my passion. This book has been interrupted twice, and I am very close to the "eunuch" on the far right of the tightrope.

I have always compared writing a book to a marathon, and believe that no matter how slow you run, you must never stop.

I lost my breath as soon as I stopped walking. Looking at the runners passing me one after another and the endless track, I would inevitably think, "Why am I doing something bad? Why do I have to waste this time?" Finally, I wiped my sweat away.

, unwilling to take another look at those persistent players, left silently.

I stopped playing twice due to illness, but finally continued, maybe because I wanted to save some respect for my limited character.

I also once had the "shattered" part on the left side of the wire fall over. I swore fiercely at the beginning that I would never sign in the New Year when I finished the year. It was so sad.

Then the author friend asked me, how could you finish writing the rest of this update?

My answer at the time was that I went on a hunting tour in Liaodong, sat alone for ten thousand years, attained the Great Perfection of the Tao Yun, won the chess game against the four gods, and finished the game.

This is true.

I really thought about it.

Because at that time, I was like a weakling who was out of breath after running less than five thousand meters. There was only the word "tired" in my head.

Later, I thought about it and gritted my teeth again, but somehow I managed to survive again.

In the process of writing, I have to face too many negative emotions. Sometimes they are given by readers, and sometimes they are felt by myself.

For example, I often talk about Kawen. Readers may understand that they don’t know how to write it, but for most authors, it’s more about “how to express this plot.”

The author who can put the plot in his mind into writing nine times out of ten is a very talented "genius".

In this regard, I can be regarded as an "outer disciple" who has just been accepted as a servant after being freed from his status as a handyman.

Therefore, I am always stuck, always self-disgusting, and self-defeating. I obviously want to do better, but I don’t have the strength to express it, and I don’t have any better ideas.

This is also the main reason why it tends to be "bad".

The above are all depressing words and also some mental journeys.

It’s a new year, a new atmosphere.

My outlook is relatively simple, live and live a slightly more comfortable life.

I also hope that readers can do this and maintain physical and mental health and a positive attitude.

Now that I have passed the 1.5 million-word barrier, looking at the tightrope again, I feel confident and can move forward impartially.

Maybe the thoughts of "disposing" and "eunuch", sometimes left and sometimes right, will occasionally come around.

But since we have gone so far, wouldn’t I want to go to the finish line and have a look?

This is the first book in my life that has over two million words, which is very tempting.

So don’t worry, I will become stronger in the new year, and I hope readers will do the same.

Thank you very much for accompanying me all the way here. I hope you will continue to do so, thank you~

Good night.
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