It has been two years since I started writing the book in 2018. First of all, I would like to thank everyone for accompanying me along the way. I have made many new friends.
Thank you very much for your support and concern.
This book started out pretty well, better than any other book I've ever read.
However, horizontal comparison with other authors is not good enough.
I also understand my shortcomings, the most important one being unstable time.
When I first started studying, I worked for a certain committee of the county party committee. I didn’t have much work, my hours were stable, my leadership and colleagues were very pure, and I didn’t have any messy things in my mind.
Therefore, both the writing time and the writing mentality are very good. After finishing the work at hand every day, I can read the book, ponder the plot, and even write two or three chapters in the office.
During that time, there were basically four updates every day, and if there were more, there would be five or six updates.
But on July 1, 2019, I was transferred to a certain bureau.
Needless to say what happens next.
There are many weird things and weird people around me.
I have just arrived in a new environment. I am easy to talk to. I help anyone who is asked to do it. I can do any work that comes my way. I can go there with just a phone call on Saturdays and Sundays.
As a result, busyness does not mean that you are busy if you help, and work does not become less if you do it. Overtime work on Sundays and weekends has only been zero or countless times.
This can be considered a lesson.
If there are any readers who want to take this path, I hope to remember one thing. Don’t try to become friends with your colleagues. This is as unrealistic as asking a bitch to become a good person.
To put it bluntly, there is nothing to gain by helping others, but the person you help will not thank you. Instead, they will think that you are trying to please her by helping her.
In this environment, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, and the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.
Just do your own thing well and that's it. Even if someone else's anger is burning, just look at it and ignore it.
Many things are not really urgent, but they show you the appearance of urgent things, asking you to help stoke the fire.
Anything you save yourself from doing is a troublesome thing. If you help to do it, it becomes the responsibility of both of you, and you will not be able to escape when the investigation is held.
I was deceived many times, and then I slowly got over it and was so angry that I was half-dead.
From the moment I enter a certain bureau, I basically can’t be idle in the office, nor can I be quiet at home, so my writing time and writing status plummet.
The update speed was halved, from three chapters a day to two chapters, and with just these two chapters, I had to ask for leave one day when I had a dinner party or a drinking party.
Sometimes, I am also very annoyed.
So after much consideration, I finally resigned as the Chinese New Year was approaching.
I thought that I had just reached the threshold in writing. No matter how low my income from manuscript fees was, it would still be better than working, so why should I accept that nonsense?
Who would have thought that the epidemic would hit right after I resigned, and before the epidemic had passed in April, a major event would occur in the Internet literary circle.
To be honest, when I resigned, I planned writing as my future life path.
But this incident in April shocked me very much.
For the first time in my life, I began to reflect on whether this path is correct.
In the past, my family was extremely opposed, but I never wavered, flinched, or doubted it. But at that time, I hesitated.
At that time, I was paying attention to the progress of the matter every day, watching the analysis and explanations of various people on this matter, and thinking about the prospects of free and paid.
I also discussed it with book friends in the book group.
I have not enjoyed the benefits of the paid model, that is, subscription. If it is free, I have nothing against it. Maybe it can make my life better for free.
However, for readers, most of the concern is that it is free of charge, but for authors, there are more things to consider.
Such as the prospects and future of this industry.
Can writing still be the direction of life?
I thought about it for a long time, and during this period, my writing state became increasingly sluggish.
From two updates a day to one update a day, to one update every two days...
Sometimes it's not because I'm lazy or procrastinating. You can take a look. Many chapters are only updated in the early morning or one or two o'clock in the morning.
Only at this point can you calm down and immerse yourself.
Therefore, I have always been lacking in writing environment, writing mentality, and writing time. This is a major flaw for me.
I'm not a talented player, and the only thing I can do well is persistence.
As for this persistence, it is also because there is no way out.
In my senior year of high school in 2007-08, I wrote my first book.
At first I wrote it in a notebook, and then I saved more and posted it online. I wrote about beautiful topics, which was my initial exposure to this circle.
I met a lot of book friends and authors at that time, but 99% of them have quit or lost contact, and only a few of them have kept in touch.
During the summer vacation of 2008, I wrote a fairy tale novel at home.
At that time, my family was very opposed to writing novels, especially my father. He pulled the switch when I was writing the manuscript. At that time, I was still using TXT, and thousands of words were lost all at once.
Then I have a computer at home, and my brother and I take turns using it. I write for a while and he plays for a while.
After I finished writing the manuscript, there was no Internet at home, so I saved it on a USB flash drive and secretly went to an Internet cafe to update it.
This is what happened at the time.
After the summer vacation is over and I go to college, the environment is a little more relaxed, no one is supervising me, and I can code to my heart's content in the Internet cafe.
The only thing is that I don't smoke but I am sensitive to the smell of smoke. When I smell smoke, my eyes water, I can't open my eyes and I fall asleep.
Every time I find a place with few people, sit in a corner, and sit near the toilet where there are few people, so I often sit there.
Then, while I was concentrating on typing again, the person sitting next to me secretly pulled out my USB flash drive, and all the documents, manuscripts, writing materials, etc. inside were gone.
And these are not the most shocking things.
This Xianxia book has 420,000 words written. I applied for the contract 8 times, but was rejected without exception.
At that time, the threshold for signing a contract was still very high. Sometimes, among the 100 or so people in the group, not even one person could sign a contract.
Besides coding every day, everyone is most enthusiastic about asking for information related to the contract, just like a lottery player studying lottery numbers.
Once someone signs a contract, the whole group becomes a sensation, and countless people worship and learn from it.
420,000 words had not yet been signed, so I reopened the vest, modified the upload, and also spent several hundred yuan to buy recommendation tickets under the "reminder" of others to make my data look better.
In order to sign the contract, I really went crazy.
As a result, several hundred yuan of living expenses were wasted, and I spent a month eating steamed buns and pickles.
After that, I cut up the book in the school’s electronic reading room. At the beginning of 2009, I opened a second book, fantasy.
This book went smoothly. Just refresh the backend collection and it will increase by a few. It has been signed and put on the shelves. The results are not good. The subscription is a two-digit number starting with 1, but it is still a breakthrough of zero.
In terms of effort, this book is not even one-tenth of the previous one, but it succeeds.
Looking back now, hard work is important, but the direction of hard work is more important.
Later, my family found out that I was writing novels in school——
When I was little, I found out that I had received royalties for writing novels, so I told my mother, and her mother told my mother.
Then she called me twice a day, telling me to study hard and not write novels or anything like that in school.
I often make surprise calls at irregular times on Saturdays and Sundays. As soon as I hear my confused voice, I know that I have stayed up late to write a manuscript again.
Later, I learned that even if I was half asleep, when I answered the phone, my voice would be the same as that of a sober person. My roommates were all amazed.
After finishing the second book, I started working on the third one non-stop. As a result, history repeated itself, with contract signings failing again and again. The number of collections reached 800, and many of them were collected by friends.
I couldn't see my results, coupled with the resistance from my family and the pressure from school, I was quiet for a while.
Then comes graduation.
I was an intern at Jiangxi Commercial Daily and was treated as free labor for a long time. Then I resigned decisively.
After much searching, I found that I was not suitable for working this way. The store at home happened to be quite busy, so I worked at home.
Then I was pushed by my family to go on a blind date, which made me extremely annoyed. There were constant conflicts all day long, which reached the level of accusing grudges.
When you do your own work at home, you don't get any wages, and your classmates don't even have money for wedding gifts.
Then the idea of writing came up again.
I worked during the day and wrote books at night. As a result, all my father's dissatisfaction with me was vented on my writing, and there was hardly a day without scolding me.
The last time, I just finished the update in the early morning, and he started scolding me, and he didn't stop until 2:30 or 3:00.
The next day, I bought a ticket and left.
With 1,000 yuan, I rented a house outside, looked for a job, and wrote a book for a year.
Although the life is tight and not as good as at home, the advantage is that my heart feels comfortable and my ears are clear.
For a year, my mother called me every day, urging me to go home, saying that my father had no objections and so on.
I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore, so I can't be that easy to deceive.
Even if I go home, I will be fine for three days at most, but after three days everything will be the same as before.
But at this time, my mother said that if my family wants to buy a house, I have to sign for it.
I had no choice but to go home honestly.
Then after I handed in my ID card, I didn’t get it back for a long time, and I couldn’t leave even if I wanted to.
After I created the website and started the DNF essay competition, my heart immediately warmed up.
At that time, I was playing at my fourth aunt's house in Shanxi. I immediately packed up my luggage and went home, where I started coding.
This book "Creation" took more than two years to write and has 4.2 million words.
It doesn't matter whether the results are good or not, what matters is the feelings. It brings an end to Arad's ten-year journey and gives an ending to Arad's love story.
I felt that I was no longer young, so I entered into marriage.
At that time, I was still writing a book, but my wife felt that I was not doing my job properly, and the results of that book happened to be terrible, so I became a eunuch again.
After you start a family and start a business, it’s time to start working down-to-earth.
After that, I had a child, found a job, and started a normal life.
However, what is the salary from work alone enough for? Even milk powder and diapers are not enough.
The parents do not help to comfort their children, and they have no intention of helping.
I work, my wife quits her job to take care of the kids, and I can barely afford diapers, not to mention the money for milk powder, schooling, etc.
So, I started writing books again.
This is how "Low Configuration Version System Master God" was born.
Dreams and feelings have faded away, and it is more about the pressure of life.
I was thinking before that when this book is finished, a new one will be released immediately, and I can also advertise the new book to attract more popularity.
But as soon as the incident happened in April, I didn't know what to do.
Suddenly I realized that my previous perspective and thinking were too simple.
It is good to focus on one thing, but focusing too much will lead to a narrower viewing angle and shorter visual distance, which will affect the layout.
Get out of the writing thing, get out of the .asxs. box and look at the problem again, and you will have a different understanding.
Look back at the new book you prepared.
It still seems mediocre and has no fire potential.
Maybe if you open the book, you will get certain results. If you work hard, your results will improve a little.
But now I am no longer satisfied with small progress and small achievements.
I don’t want to say, “It’s been 20 years and I’m still a loser” when writing my speech a few years later.
People always have to do something different.
You have to get some different results.
Looking back on the past, I always kept my head down and wrote books. Sharing my writing experience online was like writing behind closed doors.
In April, a book friend and author told me that his family was opposed to his writing and kicked him out. He only had 10,000 yuan on him and rented a house for 2,000 yuan a month. He had no money to buy a computer.
I can't go down any more.
His situation reminds me of me in 11 years.
I ran away from home with 1,000 yuan in my pocket and went to live with the classmate with whom I had the best relationship in college, and I was half cheated by him.
So I said, if you really want to stick to writing, come to me.
There used to be a single room in the courtyard where my grandparents lived. It was renovated and the environment was not bad. It had complete water and electricity, air conditioning, refrigerator, TV, and a small courtyard. I moved my desktop computer to him.
The rent is a nominal NT$200, and water and electricity are taken care of by myself. The cost of living and writing are reduced to the extreme.
The outline, golden fingers, and plot line were all discussed with him, and I even gave him one at the beginning and asked him to write it accordingly.
Be diligent, and if you put it on the shelves within a month, there will be no problem.
But three months have passed and this guy has written 0 words.
Really 0 words.
In the fourth month, he left.
Then he never contacted me again.
Some things are very sensitive.
It's not easy to ask.
I don't want to ask either.
It's useless to ask.
Some people are restricted by the external environment. They have a heart to write but are hampered everywhere and cannot achieve results. Everyone says that they are not doing their job properly.
And some people just use the name of writing to escape from life, work, and family, pretending to work hard all day long, but in fact they are self-destructive.
Sometimes, I have failed so much that I can’t even figure out what kind of person I am.
As for the new book, I am hesitant.
One is that if my time, mentality, and environment do not change, it will be the same as repeating the same mistakes.
"Low Configuration Version System Master God" had very good results at the beginning, but due to external factors, the quality declined midway and it failed to recover.
Another reason is my personal internal reason.
Lack of writing skills.
Diligence and hard work cannot make up for this.
Skills can indeed be summed up through practice. But that is countless practices.
And skills are worthless to successful pioneers.
It makes sense to say that listening to you is worth ten years of reading.
I feel like I'm going in the right direction.
After 12 years of not being able to find a way out, I really should sit down and take a rest, summarize and reflect.
In the following time, I will still work hard and strive to improve myself.
Write the beginning of a new book, 20,000 to 30,000 words, show it to the boss, correct it word by word, find out the deep-seated flaws and deficiencies, and then rewrite it.
I am not afraid of failure or trying again. What I am afraid of is the endless cycle of failure and trying again.
As I wrote in this book: The essence of the world is repetition.
99.99% of people are repeating themselves day after day.
Only 0.01% of people can break out of this cycle and continue to renew, renew, and renew every day.
I also want to be one of those ten thousand.
Silence is not for leaving, but for rebirth and rebirth.
In order to have the confidence to attack the altar and attain the great truth when I return.
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