A tribute to dreams – written in a million words
Before I knew it, I had entered the starting point for more than ten months, and the book had been written to a million words.
I still remember that afternoon ten months ago, casually chatting with my family about my dreams, laughing and talking about my biggest dream when I was a child, that is, to become a writer one day, to have a famous work to leave in the world, even if he leaves one day, there will be no regrets in this life!
When I was a child, my dreams were always like a lake crossed by a gentle breeze, and although my heart was stirred, everything was as usual after the wind stopped.
The lake is still the same lake, and I am still the same me.
Because of the lack of action, dreams have been stuck in the unattainable distance.
Finally, on that early spring afternoon, Xu is because the sun is very good, Xu is family's smile is very warm, and Xu is that he has been having a heart that is ready to move for many years......
In short, the seeds of dreams that had been buried for many years finally broke through the soil that afternoon, and then germinated and grew freely in my heart.
It quickly grew into a state beyond my control, and I could only let it pull me to choose the direction:
Writing a book, not for fame, not for profit, just to stay a hundred years later, I can still have something left in the world, to prove that I have been in this world.
Fortunately, in the years of rapid development of online literature, it may be difficult to become a writer, but it is not difficult to become an author.
So, that afternoon through Du Niang, I got to know the starting point.
Later, I realized that most first-time authors humbled themselves as "new", but I thought I should call myself "new".
I just thought that creating an account, posting a document, passing the review, and then happily and proudly seeing the words I wrote on the Internet was the realization of my dream.
At that time, I never thought about whether what I wrote had readers, and I didn't study whether what I wrote was on the right channel and category.
All I know is that when I write it, I vote for it, and I can see it, which is the most perfect for me.
Soon, the signing information came.
This is something I didn't expect, because I never noticed that the starting point is issued, and there is a difference between signing and not signing.
Of course, I chose to sign up.
At that time, I was very excited, and signing the contract meant that the starting point affirmed me, and it aroused my confidence to write well.
After signing the contract, I joined the author group and had my own editor-in-charge. So excited!
However, the desire slowly expands after learning more information.
I was confused, and in the chat with other authors, I learned how to read the results of my own writing, and began to care about whether there was an editor's recommendation, and whether anyone knew about me and my book.
When desire swells, the original intention is disrupted and becomes no longer pure.
I began to pay attention to everything related to the grades of the books, to lose them, to hesitate for them, and even to doubt my original intention for them.
I once lamented that I chose the wrong channel and category, and I also regretted that I wrote a niche theme, and I was not angry about too few and too bad recommendations.
All the negative emotions have accumulated more and more as I have deepened my understanding of website operations, but I can't release them.
When I could no longer code words every day calmly, I began to ask myself, is it worth taking up a lot of time in my life, giving up other hobbies in life, and even ignoring my sick and weak body, and coding words for nearly ten hours a day for months?
For this reason, I also did some stupid things to make the book more exposed and more popular......
But eventually, when everything settled, when I thought about that afternoon again, my heart slowly calmed down.
Originally, I simply wanted to write a book to fulfill my childhood dream.
My dream was that simple!
It's my dream. Write a book, only for yourself, not for others!
Fortunately, although I was confused and hesitated, I never gave up.
Today, a million words have been completed, and the dream is only one step away from being realized.
In the next time, I will write the ending of the story with a calm heart again.
For the dream!
Success may be a matter of time and place, but no one can control your dreams except yourself!