Hi, Mina-san, long time no see! How are you doing? Friends who have started school, where are you? Is school interesting? Friends who are in college, where are you? Are you having a good time in military training?
(Alas! Don’t fight, don’t fight, don’t do anything. If you have something to say, please say it.)
Ahem... no more fuss (black nose and swollen face)
Before I knew it, August had passed quietly, and more than a month had passed since I graduated and left school.
For me, this period of time has been a calm period with slight ups and downs.
All my friends and classmates are busy going to work, taking postgraduate entrance examinations, and working hard in big cities outside.
Then I was completely different from them and I returned home
It feels like the pace of life has stopped all of a sudden
In my life before this, I went to school for holidays, took exams, went to the next place, but now I have stopped and have no plan for the next step.
I seem to have skipped the process of entering society, and somehow I can work directly at home.
Throughout the month of August, I would get up near noon every day, check my phone for any new messages, scroll through the background messages, and code in the afternoon. Sometimes I would write until the evening, sometimes I would write until midnight, and then in the middle of the night I would think about coding again tomorrow.
I didn’t want to go to sleep, so I stayed up late reading sand drawings and jokes.
The only people I can see are my parents, once at noon and once in the evening. I really can’t get up in the morning.
Nothing special to do, no one to meet, no friends, no one to date
I stay in my room every day, sitting in front of the computer day after day. Occasionally when I turn on my mobile phone and want to chat with a book friend, I just get told, "Go and code" and "Code".
The only thing that changed in my life was myself. I held the controller and watched the character I had been with for more than ten years getting married at the end. Thinking about this, this crappy game that would dig holes out of chapters and fix the old routines finally gave me a good happy ending.
And to be honest, I felt even more uncomfortable
This may be the reason why I have never planned to be a professional author, but just a salted fish.
I'm actually particularly curious about those big guys who update a lot every day. Don't they feel lonely when they stay at home every day while writing novels?
Won’t you feel lonely? Won’t you get bored? What about socializing?
Haha, I spend six or seven hours a day writing one chapter and I’m almost exhausted.
I have to be in a daze for more than an hour every day just thinking about what to write today. Writing novels takes up most of my energy and time, making it difficult for me to have a large amount of time to do other things. I often rack my brains and finally finally
After writing today’s update, I’m already tired
I haven't reached the stage where I need to find a partner first for car loans and house loans, so my desire for money has always been limited to spending enough. Although I am quite satisfied and happy to see my grades increase.
But I still haven’t changed my position. I am an author who writes books based on my interest.
An ordinary freshly graduated college dog who racks his brains every time he writes a chapter, gets a headache, rolls his eyes, scratches his hair wildly in the room and shouts, "Ahhhh, I don't want to write."
I want to play, I want to go out, I want to raise a cat, I want to fall in love, I want to play games all day long
Novels are my hobby, I don’t want it to become a burden to me
so,
I’m going out to have some fun in September (pinch my waist)
I might go back to my hometown to meet relatives I haven’t seen for several years and accept their soul torture. I also want to find classmates. I might go to BJ or Dalian. I also want to find someone to share a house with, leave my parents and go to the outside world.
So this month’s updates may be unstable, and there will be no updates today or tomorrow. I’m tired of writing and have to take a two-day break. I’ve been living a life without novels.
Go out and look for passion and inspiration...well, it's just fishing,
Yes, you heard it right, at the beginning of this new month, when other authors are sending out single chapters asking for guaranteed monthly tickets, I want to go out and try my luck!
ヾ(???ゞ)! It’s so pure! I am such a unique man, two meters tall, handsome and interesting!
There's no other way, who asked you to spread an unruly salted fish like me (showing hands)
Although I also want a monthly pass, rather than asking tirelessly every day, I hope that you can see where you think "Wow, this is well written and interesting", or if you feel a little moved, you can give it to me willingly.
Writing a novel is a very simple yet very difficult thing. Regardless of perseverance and persistence, it is a difficult problem just whether the story will be read by people and whether it meets the market demand.
While you are writing the stories you want to write, you are very lucky to have readers who will prevent you from being so miserable and even achieve some success.
