Yesterday I was dizzy, and I barely finished writing a chapter at 8 o'clock and rested, and I didn't read the book review area seriously. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

First of all, I would like to thank all the book friends who have left messages in the book review area, it is in the interaction with everyone that the hermit can find the happiness and satisfaction of continuing to write!

Blaming others is the best way to find self-satisfaction, criticizing others needs to be substantial, reasonable, cyberspace itself is a cheap outlet channel, so every author will become a variety of garbage cans, don't let one or two accusations against hermits affect their pleasure in reading.

Thank you for your love, I'm fine!

Regarding this book, the hermit really worked hard to write, although the story will not be ups and downs, there is no suspenseful reasoning, and there is no love for the landscape, but the two comments of seriousness and not water deserve it. This is in line with my habit of reading books, ten lines at a glance, I don't like too much sensationalism and author analysis, and it is the happiest thing for readers and authors to open their minds together.

I really don't really care about grades.

The first book gritted his teeth and stood up to a million words and had to give up, and after a few months of itchy hands to start again, after 100,000 words, my editor-in-charge Fan Fan found me from the sea of books, and then wrote until today, and even the results on the shelves are not at the bottom, and the average order has been stable at two k, which has made me feel extremely happy and grateful.

Writing a book is lonely, painful, and joyful.

I've been reading a fantasy book called "Iron Horse", the author is a new newcomer named Alberta, 252,700 words and only 329 total hits. Every time I see him update normally every day, I always want to persuade him not to write, it is better to reopen a book with this energy, and even hinted vaguely in his book review area, but his very serious reply made me unable to say all the reasons for "eunuch" in a grand manner.

What reason can be more powerful than being happy and realizing one's dreams? No, so many obscure authors like Alberta, who have no flowers, no fans, and even only single-digit readers following up on their own texts, still work the Internet, insisting on turning their dreams into words, even if it is for their own amusement.

I admire these unknown authors, at least they are in action, they want to write and really dare to write it, compared to them, the hermit can only cherish everything today!

Dizzy, it was noon when I woke up, and after typing a chapter that would be sent later, I suddenly wanted to talk to everyone, just to tell everyone. Hermit writing books is happy, contented, and serious......

Finally, thanks to "Smoking Bear", "Pirate Mosquito", "SUI Wind Drifting", "Guardian of the Ordinary Heart", "Hondomin", and "jiajia122" for their tips!

I wish you all good health and well!

On the Hermit (To be continued.) )