It's not the text, it's just the words in my heart
Probably everyone who has read too much of what others have written will have the urge to write their own stories, right? This story has been hovering in my heart for a long, long time, and I have always had the urge to write it down, but when I really started to write it, I felt the difficulty in it, and I wrote less than 20,000 words intermittently in a few years.
Several times the idea of putting it on the starting point came to mind, but it quickly went out again. Because I can't guarantee that I'll be able to finish it, I don't want to let it out easily. I always feel that if I upload it one day, I can't give up halfway, even if I am faced with dismal results, I have to follow my expectations, and finish it seriously, otherwise I will not be able to pass this level of my own first.
It's not just a matter of being slow to type yourself. Sitting in front of the computer, more than 2,000 words a day can be finished in three or four hours when it is smooth, and even a hundred words can not be completed in five or six hours when it is not smooth. So often for one day, two days, three days there is not a word that comes out.
My brother said that writing a book is not that simple.
It's really not that simple. So every time I insist, I have to grit my teeth to get through. So it's really important to have a belief in your heart.
When I got the news of the signing some time ago, I was very excited, and in any case, the first step that I had dragged for many years to finally take was recognized. Even if you know that the threshold for recognition is actually very low.
But that day, I sat down again with excitement and a sense of urgency, and forced myself to calm down and continue typing.
I've been stuck for a few days because of another "bottleneck". No new words were typed out for several days. In addition to happiness, the news of the signing brought me more of a sense of responsibility, a determination that I once again reminded myself that I must not quit.
I told my family and friends that even if no one recognizes this first book and no one reads it, I must grit my teeth and persist in completing it. The goal I set for myself was to finish the first book anyway. I learned as I wrote, and I didn't believe I couldn't make my way.
In fact, I told myself in my heart that I should not only complete it, but also complete it seriously, and even if the results were dismal, I must not end it perfunctorily. So I specially picked the upload time on the birthday of **** on February 3. I hope this is a good start, and I want to give it to myself as a birthday present in 2016 first, and always remind myself not to give up easily, no matter what.
I hope that when I look back many years from now, I will be glad and grateful for my perseverance today.
Every time I say I don't care and can't help but pay attention to my own click-through rate, favorites and recommendations, I can't help but feel lost when I see the numbers above, and then comfort myself that this is the first book, don't worry, stick to it, it will always get better, everyone is in continuous practice to improve themselves.
Tonight, a new chapter is opened, and there is no cold coming out for a long time. So I couldn't help but click on the results again, and then I couldn't help but think, I don't know how many people are really watching with such a small click-through rate, and how many of them are actually clicked by myself?
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