Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Best Ending
The ending without an ending is a helpless move. This is the second novel I've written. Its main features are:
"Die without a problem", the root cause is
"Rush for quick success". However, it is not only necessary to have quick success
"Heart", but also to have a quick success
"Yes". To put it bluntly, for writing fairy tale novels, I finally feel myself
"There is little ability to have heart", lacking the hard kung fu of Tianma Starry Sky. Think back to your creative journey. At the beginning, I had a dream of becoming famous in one fell swoop, but in the middle it became an attachment to hobbies, and finally it became a lament for the level of ability.
When I got to 100,000 words, I looked back and said, "What was written in front of me?" It's a mess, and I don't know what to do. When I got to 150,000 words, I was thinking, what will I write in the future?
It's not that the idea pushes the plot, but there is no idea but it is made all over the temporary, in order to update it every day, so the more I write about myself, the more disgusting I become.
There is even more disgusting: the things that are spit out are cleaned up by yourself, and everyone is disgusted! Since this novel is so disgusting, it was not my original intention.
My original intention was to write a beautiful and poetic fairy tale novel, but it was impossible. Therefore, while worshipping the gods of Xianxia, I am saddened that I have not really been a fairy.
Is the great god so easy to be? Everyone has a big dream, it's useless to be blind and high - I am high in my bones, but this kind of high is not worth two taels of tofu, and high capital is also needed.
Society needs capital, and capital is profit, right? So far, I have had a few readers of this book, but I'm sorry I can't ruin my reputation because of these few readers.
Because when I look back, what did I write? I think it's all bullshit, and if I write it like this, I'll be completely finished, completely ruined, please forgive me.
The end of this novel? I didn't know, I gave up. But I didn't give up creating. Even though I'm busy at work, I still find time to create.
Now I'm working on a new novel. I can't rush this new novel to achieve quick success, I have to bend down and finish it well, so as to be worthy of my conscience.
After the creation is completed, perhaps the starting point is still my position, and I will share it with all readers. Say goodbye to tears!