When this story was published in Sanjiang, I completely forgot to write down the acceptance speech, so I put it together with the acceptance speech.
From the beginning of this story, I never imagined that I would achieve the results I have now.
My initial goal was to have more than a thousand collections before finishing the book...
A very humble goal, isn't it?
I have mentioned before that I was lucky enough to sign a contract for my first book, and it was not until the day the million-word book was completed that I had 102 collections.
After that, the collection slowly grew, and it was not until half a year after finishing this book that the collection reached 300.
Or because when I was reading a book at the time, I saw an author wrote about a self-deprecating plot about how to write a book with only 1,000 Junding. I couldn’t help but complain about my first book in this chapter.
There are only two uniform things about books.
After attracting the attention of a large number of curious readers, I was awarded the honor of 300 collections...
I realized then that I was not a talented writer.
I often refer to my first book and say, "I was able to complete the book without updating it even a day for 243 days under two equal circumstances. I am very proud."
But how many people have experienced the bitterness involved?
When I was at work, I came back from a social gathering and was drowsily coding.
Gritting my teeth and staying up late just to tell myself that it is easy to give up, but it will only achieve nothing.
Because I don’t like socializing, maintaining relationships with people is too painful for me.
They accommodate each other and give each other "face", but that is too painful.
So I am very grateful to the editor of Xingchen who signed me at that time. He gave me an opportunity, an opportunity that did not have to delve into interpersonal communication, and allowed me to live in the way of my choice.
I saw a path that I could take control of.
I believe everything will get better.
I started buying reference books and instruction books.
"Writing", "Araki Hirohiko's Comic Books", "Excellent Story Dialogues", "Words and Words", "Stories"...
I bought a lot of books that I thought might be beneficial to me.
I have no love experience, so I watched "A Man Called Ove", "Six Chapters of a Floating Life", "Snow Country", "The Most Touching Love Letter in the World"...
I want to try to describe a touching relationship.
I felt that I had no ideas. I read "What Zarathustra Said" and a small part of "Marxism and Lenin", "How Steel Was Tempered" and "Collected Works of Lu Xun"...
So I became a little confused, and in the vast sea of ​​books, I became even more confused.
What they say is correct, but they are also full of contradictions with each other.
I finally started thinking seriously and started exploring what stories I wanted to write.
This story is my attempt to at least make a living.
To be honest, I didn't craft this story carefully and I didn't think it through enough.
There are still many loopholes, and I admit all of them.
But I dare to say that every character in it is accompanied by a lot of research information. I have never perfunctory with this story, and I have never perfunctory with readers in the plot.
I go over my outline every few days, add or delete the outline, and adjust the order of things happening. This is something I am used to doing.
Before publishing the book, I submitted an internal submission to editor Lu Ming. Editor Lu Ming told me that I could sign the book and add him after review.
I was really happy that day, and then I made a wish to collect more than 1,000 copies before finishing the book.
Prior to this, my second book was serialized to 200,000 words, and my four applications for contract signing were all rejected.
That kind of suffering without hope is sad.
So I cherish this story very much.
So when I started the book, I updated it at least twice a day. From the time I started to test the waters, I updated it three times a day, with more than 6,000 words.
Then, with the great support of editor Lu Ming and the support of readers, I received a series of recommendations.
I'm sincerely grateful.
Up to now, many works that have been published before me have less than 200,000 words, while I have already reached 280,000 words.
In terms of recommendations during the same period, I have always been the one with the most updates.
The most dramatic growth in my collection was during the days when I topped the sci-fi category signing list. I stayed at the top of the list for about five or six days.
Including the role of recommendations, the collection increased by nearly 7,000 in those days. This is an increase that I never dared to imagine.
I have hesitated whether I should control the number of updates per day so that I can extend the public period.
But I didn't do that.
I know very well that part of the reason why I can get everyone's support is because of my stable updates.
After all, when the quality of the story cannot meet high standards, large and stable updates can allow everyone to slightly lower their quality requirements.
That's all I can do.
After I opened the book, I have experienced moving, renovation, and now the insulation of the exterior walls of the old building. Life has long been intermittent for me.
The morning before yesterday, I unfortunately slipped into my waist...
Then I sat at the table with difficulty and endured severe pain while typing. Now every hour I type, I have to lie on the bed and straighten myself to relieve the pain in my waist.
But I have no complaints.
I am in average health and a smoker, at least a pack and a half of cigarettes a day, which is even more extreme than the Constantine I described.
Then in April, I did some heavy work and felt unwell and went to the hospital.
asthma……
The emergency doctor recommended that I be hospitalized because the stridor was very severe. I sat in the emergency room with an IV drip and thought about it for a long time.
Finally, I pulled out the infusion needle on the back of my hand and left the hospital as if I was running away.
I hope everyone will follow my example and stay away from cigarettes.
I don't like hospitals.
I can't accept things that I don't like. If you don't like it, you don't like it. I don't want to force myself to become someone else.
I feel like that's not me.
That kind of mental depression is like standing on the edge of a cliff.
I'm afraid of a sudden collapse...
So I cherish every one of my book friends.
I have never banned book friends, and I have only deleted three of them so far.
Or is it because these three book friends stung my sensitive heart...
You can see that there are both good and bad reviews in the book review area. I am very grateful that everyone is willing to take the time to leave comments on this story.
So I didn't delete the bad reviews.
If you didn't read this story and didn't feel anything about it, why would you spend time here?
So I am sincerely grateful to every book friend who has left a mark.
From the beginning, I never asked for rewards. I simply asked for recommendation votes.
Of course I want to get rewards from everyone, but I know that there are some things that people are not willing to give me, and I can't ask for them.
In the end, this story is a commodity. Everyone is willing to buy it and reward it. I sincerely thank you.
But who am I to require everyone to buy this product?
I don't have such qualifications.
Buying and selling is a matter of mutual choice, and no one has the right to tell everyone what to do.
The day to put it on the shelves has finally arrived. It’s not my first time to experience it, but this time it’s completely different from before.
My first book only had two equal orders, so I can remember the nickname of the only reader who had all orders. His name was "Heaven's Lie".
To be continued...