300,000 words, write a little feeling, the title is: I am very satisfied
300,000 words, no matter what you say, it's a memorable thing, haha.
I want to say something, but when it's time to say it, I don't know what to say, whether to pretend to be pitiful here and ask for a ticket, or to say a few bold words to convey my hopes for the future.
Thinking that these words can only have an effect on themselves, it is useless to say them, so it is better not to say them.
I'm happy with myself.
Really, I never knew that I was able to persevere, for nearly half a month, almost three shifts a day, close to 10,000 words, for a student party, or a lazy student party, it is simply incredible.
I don't doubt my perseverance and determination at all now, because the book has never been updated since it was opened, because I am still excited to maintain at least two shifts a day despite the sluggish results.
Although the story written may not be satisfactory, but after all, it has been held for so long, it is always a thing to be proud of, there is a book friend, he wrote a book that is much better than mine, the writing plot and the like, but it is a few streets away from me, but to write 60,000 words, because there is no contract, it will be broken, I can't help but say that it is a pity, in contrast, there is still a little sense of superiority in my heart.
Thinking about it, I shouldn't have any talent for storytelling and talent for writing books, I've written two books before, both because I didn't sign a contract and was a eunuch, and the results are naturally scum, worse than this book, intermittently, and it took nearly a year, a year's time, and it just allowed me to reluctantly sign a contract, and the rest, but there is no growth, the only thing I can be proud of is that this book is not like the previous two books, and it collapsed at once.
It's false to say that there is no loss in my heart, no worries, no wandering, I have written so many for so long, there is no achievement at all, no matter where I put it, it is a very depressing thing, but I still have to stick to it, after all, success is not so easy, and it is almost impossible to succeed in a simple way.
I once gave a speech, of course, and that was the only one I gave in a meditation class, where the teacher asked us to talk about our ideals, ideals, not dreams, feasible, and less fanciful expectations for the future.
I stood on the podium, cramped and uneasy, I didn't dare to look up at the people under the podium, my head was lowered, I was looking at my manuscript paper, my legs trembling all the time.
But I still read the manuscript in its entirety.
I'm going to be an internet writer -- that's the topic of my talk at the time.
Now, half a year has passed since that speech, and I am still practicing and struggling, and I have taken the first step - signing a contract, although the road after that may be more rugged and difficult.
I want to say that although I am confused, although I have doubts about my future, but more importantly, I am satisfied with myself and proud of myself.
I'm walking this path.
And has been walking consistently.
From a writer who couldn't sign a contract, to the present, to a person who has been able to sign a contract, to 300,000 words.
The difficulty, the pain, the twists and turns of the process, I don't want to talk about it, and I don't want to talk about it.
What I want to say to myself in this 300,000-word testimonial is: I am satisfied.
I'm happy with what I'm doing, really.