"Xianmen" is finally "phased over".

After writing the final "epilogue", it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, I had not eaten breakfast or lunch, I was hungry and tired, and now I insisted on finishing the last chapter with a spirit of self-determination.

I wrote "Xianmen" last night until two o'clock in the middle of the night before going to bed, and then I got up at nine o'clock in the morning to write. Recently, my hair has fallen out so much, which is probably related to staying up late during this time.

Originally, I was going to finish my closing speech in the afternoon, but I couldn't stand it anymore, so I paused here and went out to eat. After that, I rested all day, and at 12 o'clock in the evening, I typed on the keyboard again and finished the "closing speech". I feel that if I put it off for a few days, this feeling will fade a lot, although I am tired now.

"Xianmen" is over in stages, and my mood is: finally liberated.

- After writing the testimonial, I was really liberated.

When I first started writing "Xianmen", I was as passionate as love, and I tirelessly coded and coded. Then it gradually became tired, exhausted, a torment, and now they broke up.

I've written four books, each time.

This writing process has gone through a lot of things, most of which are some negative energy things, so that the content behind this closing speech is actually some complaints from the author, readers who don't want to absorb negative energy, don't read it.

Then, Shami, I just graduated from college at the end of June this year, and now I am very worried about my situation.

The most common cause of annoyance is work problems.

Like me, who spent four years in college only caring about the waste wood of writing novels, it was really difficult to move forward after coming out of society. Not only was my studies wasted, but I also had barriers to interpersonal communication, and I didn't even look for an internship in my senior year. So now that I've graduated, I've hit a wall when I'm looking for a job everywhere, and this bitter feeling is something that you readers who are still studying in school can't experience.

Fortunately, thanks to the help of relatives, I shamelessly walked through the back door ~ and found a good job. Now Shami, I'm about to go to work in a certain unit, and I can finish "Xianmen" before I go to work, and I put down a big stone from the bottom of my heart.

By the way, I should have started in July, and the number of words in the update has dropped sharply, I don't know if you have noticed? That's when I was busy looking for a job.

All the time, readers will ask me, "I make so much money writing novels, why not a little more?" "Looking for a job? Aren't you full-time? Something like that.

Please, is that a mockery of me? I'm just a third-rate author, and it's not easy to earn a living.

Every time I talk about it, I get a little angry.

If you don't have a certificate and no evidence, how can you think that I have made a lot of money? This is a great slander!

At least for me, it's a very aggrieved thing. Because think about it, there are only dozens of readers who subscribe to "Xianmen" (yes, there are only a few dozen, if you don't believe it, you can go to my personal center to see the number of fans), and a chapter only charges about a dime! How much does it cost to earn a month? It won't be such a simple math problem.

Of course, I'm not so miserable, because my books are bought out, and I can barely have a minimum wage (and sometimes even reach it), and I still have food and clothing. But that's all, I had to find other jobs if I wanted to be well-off.

Some readers also said, isn't food and clothing enough? Keep writing and one day you will become a god!

This is a very irresponsible and childish statement, if I can't become a god at the age of 30 and am still on the food and clothing line, should the person who said this in the first place support me?

Reality returns to reality, and people who talk about ideals aside from reality think that they are just an ignorant child.

I've graduated from college and it's time to step into social work.

My classmates have all found jobs, and their salaries are four or five thousand, and I really dwarf them in comparison, and I can't raise my head at all. At home, my family often nagged me about work, and I didn't blame them, because when other relatives asked them what I was doing after graduation, my family was too embarrassed to say anything. Their son studied for so many years and was admitted to university, but after graduation, his salary was not even comparable to that of a shoeshine in the park.

I don't have any self-esteem, and I'm ashamed.

Therefore, the readers who criticize me for ending "Xianmen" here, think about it from their shoes and understand it.

If I can make a lot of money writing novels, of course I want to continue writing novels. But I'm a standard street writer, and my life is almost ruined, and outsiders won't know how much I've lost in the past four years because of writing novels. I spent four of my most precious years of college writing novels, and then I lost penniless, and I lost all the money.

Let's talk about my fictional career to another subject.

Speaking of my fiction career, I have to mention my four editors, because the editors have really influenced me.

I've been writing novels at 17K since my freshman year and I've been here until now, for four years.

In the past four years, I have changed a total of four editors-in-charge.

When I first wrote "Ghost Father", that is, "Ghost Eats the World", my editor in charge was Mr. A (let's call it, because it is not convenient to write it).

Because I was still a lowest-level, obscure writer who had a hard time signing a contract, I didn't get the editor's attention, I didn't have any recommendations, and I didn't get any remuneration. I have the impression that there is no communication between me and Mr. A except for some necessary matters. Later, Mr. A went to work as an editor on another website, and I didn't feel anything.

During this period, I relied on the initial and most exuberant enthusiasm and momentum to write 770,000 words, and then I couldn't write. Because no one noticed, and there was no recommendation from the editor, there was no point in continuing to write.

After that, I started writing "I'm a monster, who am I afraid of", and when I submitted it, I got the attention of the editor B, and Mr. B contacted me directly and talked a lot about the content of "Monster". At that time, I was really happy because I finally got the attention of the editor. Mr. B also told me that if he supports me, he will definitely be popular!

However, I listened to these words three times, and in the end I was deeply disappointed.

"Monsters" I put a lot of energy, emotion, and time into it, and it is the longest novel I have ever written. Because I was full of motivation at that time, I often changed 6,000 words a day, and even challenged the limit of 13,000 words one day. Looking back now, I feel that I was really terrible at that time, just like being brainwashed by pyramids/sales, and I was enchanted with hope for the future and full of strength.

However, it has lasted for a year, and except for the first month, Mr. B has hardly ignored me anymore. I know I'm abandoned, like being abandoned by my girlfriend in love, it's cruel. I went from being full of hope and strength to being decadent. Looking at the hopeless future, I kept writing for a year, and then I couldn't write anymore. From one chapter a day, then two thousand a day, and finally a eunuch.

Writing a novel is not as easy as it is said, and it is very, very scary to write four essays a day without any reward and stick to it for a whole year.

At this time, Mr. B suddenly asked me to imitate the style of a novel that has been very popular recently, open a new novel, and get a little bit of remuneration (of course, it is very little). And then well, it just so happens that I can't write "Monsters" anymore, so let's open it.

Then I revised the manuscript again and again according to his request, but it was rejected again and again for a month. I have forgotten how long it has been, and it may be more than that.

Finally, Mr. B said to me: "It's okay, that's all there is (it's "The Most Cute Mythical War in History", I think it's pretty well written.' Because it was asked to be blocked, most people didn't know it existed, which is really a tragedy. In other words, I didn't come up with the title of this book myself, but the editor...... ）。 ”

I'm so happy!

However, when I wrote 100,000 words, Mr. B suddenly changed his words and said to me, "It's still not good, you can write it again." ”

Haematemesis.

I really am...... Well, modify it and modify it.

But this time, I made a request: don't interfere with my way of writing, I don't want to write in the style of that popular novel anymore, I just want to write in the style that I like and get used to.

I'm really a big name, but I just made a very basic request, and the result is ...... He really didn't pay much attention to me.

The new book "The Family Raised a Group of Wonders" (again the title of the book is not self-determined), passed smoothly, but it was only the beginning of a tragedy. From the beginning to the end of this book, I don't have the impression that there are too many big recommendations, only occasionally small recommendations that almost no one pays attention to, so the popularity is worse than "Ghost Father". I clearly remember that Mr. B told me again that if he supports me, it will definitely be popular! Something like that. However, it was a moldy novel that was destined to not see the light of day from the beginning, and I was hit hard again.

At this point, although there are times when I complain in my heart, I still think that my own strength is not enough and I don't write well, so the editor doesn't recommend me.

Then, after writing "Wonderful", I continued to open a new book at 17K. Mr. B simply threw me to another editor, and even if he didn't give up on me, I didn't believe it.

I was thrown to the editor in charge, Mr. C.

To be honest, I really had low self-esteem at that time, I was kicked out like a leaky broken football, and I didn't even want to write novels anymore for a while.

gave C Jun a new book trial draft, and it was only occasionally interested in writing.

I was a junior in college at the time, so I didn't have any classes, and I was always playing games in the dorm room or hanging out with my classmates.

Before me, when I was a sophomore and a freshman, I only cared about writing novels, and I belonged to the kind of person who walked alone. I didn't handle the relationship with my roommates, and there were a lot of misunderstandings, so there have always been some contradictions, and the relationship is not very good.

But in my junior year, since I was no longer obsessed with writing novels, I started to "fool around" with my roommates and had a lot of fun, without as many conflicts as before. My personality has also changed a lot, and the boys in the same department say that I am like a different person, and they never knew that I was so funny. Probably because I had been depressed by writing novels all along, and suddenly I became crazy when I stopped writing novels.

"The period when I was no longer obsessed with writing novels was the easiest, happiest, and most chic period of my life."

However, I haven't given up writing novels yet, I just don't get so paranoid anymore. I still have some time to come out and write the first draft of a new book, and then hand it over to the editor-in-charge C.

I also planned to change the site and try to submit to other websites to see if I could change the fate of this street writer, but most of them ended in failure.

And for most of that half a year, the editor-in-charge C Jun was one of the important reasons why I insisted on continuing to write novels.

The editor in charge, Mr. C, is a very amazing person, really, I am going to throw myself at him.

Every time I sent the trial draft to Mr. C, he reviewed it very carefully, and then gave me a very professional opinion. Although he basically asked me to go back for revision or rewrite, I didn't hate him at all, because his opinions were really to the point, and he was a very good editor!

But what is even more powerful is his persistence.

In fact, I didn't want to stay at 17K at that time, so I often posted to other websites, and I only cared about playing and surfing, and I didn't care about new books at all. For Mr. C to return the trial draft that needs to be revised, I just put it on the computer desktop and was too lazy to pay attention to it.

But Mr. C is very magical, every three or four days, he will take the initiative to Q me and ask about the draft.

It's very embarrassing, I don't want to stay at 17K, and I don't want to continue writing novels, but C Jun is too enthusiastic. I was embarrassed to say it, so I had to revise it according to his opinion after he asked me about the draft, and then sent it back to him.

After that, I continued to play and wave.

I thought that he would give up on me like Mr. B after repeated perfunctory revisions, but his uncle actually sent the revised draft back, and then asked me again every few days how the draft was revised.

After doing this several times, I was even more embarrassed to say that I didn't want to stay in 17K and didn't want to write a novel, because he had already revised it for me so many times, how could I say these things?

Later, it fell into a bitter stalemate:

I kept revising, kept changing the subject, and kept sending the trial draft to Mr. C;

Mr. C kept revising, kept giving me back comments, and kept urging me to draft.

He's a pervert! Shake M! Workaholic! Do you want to add to your workload?

So it went on about 20 times, and I sent him the test draft for the 20th time, and finally succeeded! He was finally satisfied with the manuscript. Then we started talking about the specifics, and after a few more revisions, he told me confidently that I should be able to get a buyout.

It turned out to be a failure because at the second review, the other editor in charge of the buyout felt that it was not up to standard and sent my manuscript back.

I'm desperate, I've made thirty revisions, big and small, and it's still not okay?

Mr. C is also very sad about this, he still likes my manuscript a lot. Seventy thousand words have been written in that manuscript, and the title of the book is "Such a coincidence! I've also crossed over", the theme is to mock those dragon Aotian protagonists, and so on, a very interesting manuscript. However, before it came out, it was beaten back.

Mr. C told me that if I don't accept the support money, I will continue to write this manuscript, or I will open a new manuscript.

I'm not interested in that little bit of support, this blow has made me really don't want to write novels anymore, and I'm embarrassed to tell Mr. C that I don't want to write novels anymore, lest he think I'm a person who can't stand the blow.

So I lied to him, forgot to say anything, as if he was very busy and unavailable during this time, and said that he didn't have time to write novels during this time, and then I got a month of leisure time. In fact, although I was hit hard at 17K at this time, I finally made progress in submitting articles to other websites, and new manuscripts began to be discussed, and as soon as the revisions were made, I began to go to that website and get a good remuneration.

For the next month, I was working on the new book at the request of the editor of the new website.

However, I gradually realized that the editor of this new website was just lying to me, and there was no remuneration at all.

At that time, my heart was really tired, and I completely gave up writing novels and lived a life like a waste for a few days. I go to class every day like a young man who doesn't have ideals, but when I go back to the dormitory, I just play games, or I don't attend classes, and I keep playing games in the dormitory.

But! Mr. C, his uncle, actually urged me to draft again after more than a month!

Unbelievable! How can there be such a persistent person? A third-rate author like me, how can he not know to give up? I'm not one of those great gods and writers, and I have no value, why can he persist for half a year and keep urging me to write?

I was so moved that I couldn't lie to him anymore, and I told him that day that I had been trying to change jobs for the past few months, and that I didn't want to write novels anymore. I'm really sorry that he hasn't given up on me for half a year, but I've given up on myself.

After listening to what I said, Mr. C also seemed quite depressed.

He told me that he had noticed me when I submitted "Monsters", and that he was the one who checked and reviewed "Monsters". At that time, he took a fancy to my style and thought that my style of fiction was interesting, so now he wants me to write a better novel than "Monster".

It turns out that he has already read my "Monster" and appreciates my unique style of novels, so he has never abandoned me now.

I was very surprised, because I never knew that he was the editor who reviewed "Yokai" in the first place! I always thought it was Mr. B.

Very, very impressed!

This feeling of being truly appreciated at last is like being redeemed, and for me it is not only moving, but also more complex and indescribable emotions.

I told him that I would continue to try to write novels, but I also said that if I didn't work anymore, I would really give up.

Then I sent him two written essays of only 2,000 words, with no hope at all.

But he finished reading it after a while, and told me that the Xianxia theme (that is, the beginning of "Xianmen") was very well written! He wanted me to continue writing two chapters to see the effect, and he also said that he would not interfere with my creation for the time being, so as not to affect my thinking and play.

I was very happy to continue writing two chapters and then sent it to him the next day.

And then it's still good, continue to write, and then revise and revise, although he sometimes gives me a re-approval in the head, but in the end he successfully answered the buyout. Although the remuneration is not much, I am full of hope for the future, because I feel that Mr. C really wants to praise me, and the remuneration is no longer important.

waited for "Xianmen" to officially come out, and it has lasted seven months.

It is impossible to estimate how many times the draft has been submitted and how many times it has been revised, but it is about 40 times, and the total number of words should exceed 200,000.

It's a very scary number, and if it weren't for the support of Mr. C, I'm afraid I wouldn't have written novels anymore.

But it was all worth it, and the result was that "Xianmen" was definitely a very good novel! Even though I am its author, I still can't help but praise Xianmen, I may never write such a good novel again.

Yes~

At this point, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

I'm a little sleepy, but I want to write it down again and explain it clearly before I can sleep.

After the publication of "Xianmen", Mr. C will still review "Xianmen" regularly, and strictly require me to write an outline, character design, and other things, so as to be meticulous. I'm happy to do that, too, and I've never tried to write a novel so meticulously.

During this time, I remember that Mr. C said what made me speak the most profoundly: If you don't write about tragedy, you will die!

And because of Mr. C's recommendation and care, the whole journey was very smooth, and he was recommended several times, and won the third place in the personalized online literature league.

With Mr. C, I feel very relieved, and even if I never mention the recommendation, there will often be a big recommendation to me. It gave me hope for the future, and it was the happiest time I ever wrote a novel.

However, three months later, Mr. C suddenly told me that he was quitting.

The reason is that I am tired.

I felt bad, like I had lost my best confidant.

But I understood that it was the most normal thing to quit and change jobs, and there was nothing to comment on, so I just talked to him briefly, didn't ask too deeply, and didn't force him to review my novels, and just passed it lightly.

It was from that time that "Xianmen" almost didn't have any recommendations.

There are only thirty subscriptions per day.

It's bleak, it's really bleak!

Completely reduced to a second-rate author, not even a second-rate author, can only be called a third-rate author, a transparent author, a passerby author, and the future becomes dark overnight.

Later, a few months later, I contacted Mr. C again and asked about his current situation. Sure enough, he went to work as an editor on another website.

He asked me about the current situation of Xianmen, and also said that he occasionally went to the comment area to look at the comments, and it seemed to be well written. And I told him that I was ready to stop writing and change jobs.

He expressed his understanding, but also felt that it was a pity, and the conversation was very relaxed.

But we're afraid we'll never get a chance to work together again.

Taking over the work of Mr. C, the editor in charge of me is Mr. D.

Mr. D is a good person, and he can feel it in the occasional conversation, and even helped with the school when he graduated, and he feels very warm and nice, but that's all we can do.

Although I also want to ask him, can you give a recommendation or something.

But I can't pull this face.

As an author's self-esteem, I never ask for recommendations from editors or anything. Because I think that as long as the writing is good, the editor will naturally recommend it, and if the writing is not good, even if you ask for it, you will not give a recommendation, and Mr. C is the best example.

I guess Mr. D should not know about me, and he has not watched "Xianmen", so he has not recommended it to me in the past few months.

Later, I told him that I was going to change jobs and stop writing.

Mr. D told me that he didn't ignore me, but was just going to wait for me to have 800,000 words or 1 million words before recommending it.

But I can't believe his words, because I have heard too much "I will make you popular", "You will definitely be popular", this kind of talk, and because the last time Xianmen was recommended, it was only 300,000 words, and now it is actually said that it will wait for 800,000 words and 1 million words before pushing?

I don't believe it.

The future of "Xianmen" is dark, and I have already graduated at this time, under the blow of reality, I finally decided to find a place with a high salary, otherwise I will not be able to live.

That's pretty much it.

If you can't understand my story after reading it, then there's nothing to say.

"Xianmen" is finished in stages, and I will continue to write it if I have the opportunity.

For example, adapting comics, animations, films, and the like.

Although the odds are very slim......

Ah, no, it's starting to shake a little bit, I'm going to sleep.

It was half past four in the morning.

The date is September 9, 2017.

- Prince Shami