Dear readers: Hello!

Today is July 1, 2017, the founding day of the party. I'm on this day, ready to stop writing.

Until now, I have not written a single text related to the work.

There is no testimonial, no reward and more, no description of the work, and no thanks, not that I don't want to ask, but I feel that I haven't written well, and I don't have the face to beg! It's not that I'm pretending to be hypocritical, it's not that I'm self-conscious, I just feel that the writing is really not good, so don't open this mouth again.

Until now, I have found that there has been a new change in my heart about this matter.

From the ignorant blind expectations, to the gradual understanding of the characteristics of online texts, to the blandness after the enthusiasm, and then to the enthusiasm for setting a new goal for myself in the blandness, I found that I had gone through a cycle.

So, I decided to take a break from writing for a while.

Of course, this book will definitely not be a eunuch! I just want to seriously think about how to write my book as well as possible and improve it in the future.

Because I really like my own book "Life is Just a Bowl of White Porridge", of course, it is now called "The Growth of a Cooking Woman".

The work is written in nearly 700,000 words, but in my feeling, the story is really about to begin. But I had to stop, and I had to think about how to write the next story.

I'm actually a little apprehensive!

I don't know what kind of content I think will be presented to you after I stop writing for a while, whether it can be surprising or disappointing, but no matter what, I am not ready to continue writing in my chaotic state, I have to stop writing for a while, I want to make myself more stamina, I have to make some preparations for the development of this real story.

In retrospect, the reason for writing this book was because on a rainy night, sitting in front of the window, listening to the sound of the rain, and the content of life with nothing to do, I was bored, and at that moment, I really wanted to write something, and in an excited way, I knocked down the first chapter with my fingers, and then uploaded it.

I don't have a very clear outline, and the outline is generated sentence by sentence in a conversation with the editor. Forgive my ignorance, writing, not journaling, not essays, but I have mixed them together.

In the past, I always thought that there were so many things that happened every day, and I could write about any one thing for half a day, but in the past six months, I gradually found that this was not the case, and I was trapped, and the more I wrote, the more I lost the freedom of my own writing. It was very distressing to me, but there was nothing I could do about it.

What's even more annoying is that I like my characters again, and I gradually want to add better content, I want each character to have a full story to unfold, but my thoughts are scattered and disorderly, so I am very dissatisfied with my state.

For six months, I was writing and getting closer to the outline I had given to the editor, but I found it whimsical to do something like this without any preparation and expect it to end well, at least, I have to admit that I don't have that kind of talent and talent, so I have to stop writing.

This one, I'm not writing it for fun, it may become some kind of turning point in my life, behind this book, perhaps, I will get what I want, so, after writing this book, it has become a very, very important thing for me! I will not give up on it, I just want to make it better and better!

Stopping the pen is not to be lazy, to give up it, to stop the pen is to do a complete combing of yourself. Although the act of stopping writing itself is quite painful for a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Frankly admitting that the results of this book are not good, even if I stop writing and continue to write, maybe its grades are still not good, but these don't matter, I pay more attention to my own self-evaluation of this book after it is presented. What I've always cared about is, what do I think of it?!

Of course, I've also read some forum posts, and some people may scoff at my hypocrisy. In this era of looking at data, behind the competition is how many benefits you can create, and the three parties benefit each other, which is the value of a game.

Since you have entered a game with rules, then, you should abide by this rule, anyone is the same in, the same toss, the skills are not as good as people, don't say that the grapes are sour, and if you say it, it is just gratuitous and funny.

Well, I'm really hypocritical when I say that.

I believe that many authors will have such a helpless final self-comfort, it doesn't matter, people have the same heart, the same heart is the same reason, and the existence is reasonable. So, I'm ready to continue to be pretentious.

At the beginning of this book, I cared about the beauty of the data, and I put a lot of effort into it, but after learning the lesson, I went from anger, to disappointment, to blandness, and then to indifference, and I slowly understood that the rules are like this, and they are so similar to the workplace. I have told people more than once that three-legged cats are not easy to find, and two-legged people are everywhere!

Well, I was wrong, and I had to rebuild my true understanding of the word "writer" from the beginning!

Until now, I don't really care how many people come to see it, which can be said to be sober after helplessness. I'm glad to have readers interact with me, and it gives me the opportunity to tell the reason behind the story, and what I think is how the characters evolve, which really makes me happier than getting a few more recommendations and monthly passes.

Life needs to grow, and growth must require making mistakes. It's not that mistakes have to cause any serious consequences to be called nutrients for growth, but the moment when you really feel the stinging in your heart, and the process of self-adjustment you make around this moment, this is a kind of growth.

I'm not young anymore, but I still need this sting to help me grow into what I want to be.

So, lovely readers, there were readers who voted for me two monthly tickets yesterday, cbboy123, thank you very much!

But please forgive me for stopping in midfield, I have to clear my mind and think outside the box before I can start again. This time, I have to be serious, down-to-earth, and prepared.