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Volume 6 is a volume that constantly fills in the gaps.
It is easy to dig a hole but difficult to fill it. This has been the case since ancient times.
Especially because this is a novel with 3.4 million words...(actually 3.4 million words!!!)
Even though I have a fairly detailed set of settings, I have to go back and read the previous chapters often for fear that I will eat up the settings.
Human and Demon Line, Qingpai Line, Tianliu Line, Guandao, Pingping Country, Fate Astrology, Feijian Sanjue Peak, Senhaiyuanjie...
Thousands of foreshadowings were mentioned one by one, and the holes were filled one by one, resulting in this volume that most of the time readers call "Swinging to the West".
This volume is so difficult to write!
Now that I have gone back and read it, I still find it too difficult to write.
But the biggest problem in writing this volume is not the difficulty of writing. I personally am happy to challenge the difficulty of writing. This kind of thing will make me realize again and again that I can do better and that I have more possibilities.
I am very willing to dig it out and share it with you who are coming together.
But I'm starting to get tired.
There is a period of burnout in writing.
I am still fresh about stories, but my body and mind are still hungry for life.
People are not machines, and writing is not a repetitive work in an assembly line, and results cannot be obtained by sweating.
It requires full commitment.
Especially for a writer like me.
I don’t know if it’s because I took too long to write the volume on Difficult Traveling and gave myself too many injections of chicken blood.
During June and July, I felt so tired every day.
I force myself to sit in front of the computer all day long.
I used to be able to easily enter a writing state, forget myself, and describe the world emotionally. But during this period, I might write for ten minutes and then exit from that state.
There would be so many distracting thoughts popping up in my mind that I would have no time to think about them. I would even be in a daze for an hour.
I know that readers need more updates while maintaining quality...but I can't do it.
For example, the chapter about An Wutianri killing Zhao Xuanyang is just over 2,000 words long and contains more than 1,000 chapters.
For example, the chapter about the immortal opening his eyes and picking up the magical power of his heart was also in the early 2000s, and there are more than 800 chapters.
The enthusiasm of readers for discussion shows, to a certain extent, that the quality of the story is good.
But such a climax must be 4,68,000 or even 10,000 words. Only in this way can it be considered satisfying and win more readers...
But I can’t do it anymore.
I sat all day. It was like squeezing out toothpaste, squeezing out a few emotional moments while sitting to complete the story...
I’m really too tired.
At first, I was just a salty fish who wrote five to six thousand words a week. I had enough hobbies to fill all my free time.
Now I have no hobbies.
I have to refine every chapter, and refinement will use a lot of words. When I published four thousand words, I actually wrote five or six thousand words. When I published six thousand words, I actually wrote eight thousand words.
Many words have been edited out.
So I can actually say...I am a strong Japanese 6k person, right? Although you often can't see so many words.
I am not saying this to complain.
I am trying to explain myself.
I am forgiving myself.
I have worked very hard, writing every day, and my life has been compressed to only one fist. So why can’t I bear the slander of this work?
Because everything I have is delivered here.
Besides it, what else do I have left?
You see, my thinking has begun to wander again. Before it turns into a daze, let me summarize the writing of this volume.
My biggest regret in this volume is that Jiang Wang went from being a proud man to a criminal prisoner overnight. I really wanted to write about the overwhelming torrent of public opinion, but I left it out in the last stroke.
In my initial conception, it must be very profound and very depressing. Only when I finally realized the purity of my heart, my purity of heart became even more "immortal".
In the end, I did suppress it for a long time, but actually I stopped before it reached the point I wanted. There were my own reasons for this, and also the readers’ reasons.
Forget it. Happiness is just a coincidence, regret is a common occurrence in life.
There is another chapter that I feel has not been written well, which is the part where Xiao Jiang and the two gods come to Qingpai to return to China. I am too lazy to look up the specific chapter names. I just wrote a testimonial. What is important is that the letter is written from the heart, so there is no need to be so serious.
So hard work.
When I was writing that part, I was still hesitating. What I was sure of was that trust among colleagues must be reasonably established in that part, so that the part about Jiang Wang going abroad would be smooth. What I was hesitant about was whether to reveal a little bit of the secret.
, let readers know that these people are not talking nonsense, and give readers a sense of expectation.
Because it is difficult to update and it needs to be updated, I wrote it before I thought clearly about it.
This kind of hesitation that I didn’t think about well made me waver when I started writing. I wanted to touch it but not touch it... I felt very uncomfortable writing. I felt that I could write a colorful part, but in the end it passed by mediocrely.
This kind of silence is not pleasant.
If I could have saved the manuscript, not too many, just four or five chapters, then I could adjust the details, and even start over. But I didn’t have it at that time.
The plot that I was more happy to write was after Jiang Wangbei came out of the bamboo forest.
After a series of depression, I used this relatively free plot to unfold the grassland scenery, slow down the rhythm of the story, and also relieve the mood...my mood and the reader's mood.
I felt relaxed during those days.
Of course the happiest time is now.
I successfully filled in a lot of pitfalls and then had a holiday.
While writing this volume, I kept telling myself that I would fill in the gaps well and fill them in perfectly...then I would fill them in as I went, and I finished this volume without even realizing it.
Now sitting here, I think about it in a daze, and there are still many dazzling pictures in my mind.
When the Immortal opened his eyes, when he was number one in Qingshi, when the sky fell into the sea of swords, when Guan Yan Xiaofan looked at each other speechlessly, the final battle of Xingyueyuan...
I feel a sense of satisfaction.
It seemed as if I was also there at Jiangtai, feeling the joy of victory together with the geniuses of the Eastern Region.
In the process of writing, pain and happiness always exist at the same time.
When I placed the order, I told everyone to see my updated performance. I will work hard to do what I promised.
In order to adjust my mental state, I bought a treadmill. I get up at around 7 o'clock every morning to run, then take a shower, make breakfast, and then write. In addition to cooking and eating, I usually write until 10:30 in the evening, sometimes at 9 o'clock.
When it ends, I will be very happy, hug a watermelon, and find a movie to watch.
Because I often go to bed at two or three o'clock at night, it is difficult to get up in the morning at first. After the alarm clock rang, my head was still dizzy, so I closed my eyes and stretched on the bed...and then got up with gritted teeth.
Later on, I woke up naturally every morning, which forced me to go to bed earlier at night. So my condition became very good, and everyone can feel it.
This state of physical and mental burning at the same time gave me a sense of fulfillment, and I was transported back to the time when I was eighteen or nineteen years old, full of endless curiosity and enthusiasm for the world.
That feeling is really good.
Until I accidentally stayed up all night...
I wrote until the clock turned that day, and it was already ten o'clock when I woke up the next day. And until now, my alarm clock at 7:30 in the morning has never woken me up. (After I have finished writing this volume,
This morning, there was an exception!%￥##￥!!!)
It seems that I cannot go back to the age of eighteen, and was easily knocked down by staying up late.
In order to stick to my commitment to exercise and write hard this month, I had to take time out for a run in the afternoon.
In the past few days, I have started to think about plots while running, with my phone next to me. Whenever I get inspiration, I slow down and take my phone to write it down.
I feel that I have made good use of my time and become the master of time... I am very happy.
What am I talking about? Isn’t this speech too casual?
Be a little more serious.
I have said this many times, but I still want to say
I love you all.
I don’t know how long I will continue to write, but during the years when I am still writing, I feel your real companionship.
After writing the article "The Qing Dynasty Cannot Self-Qing", I felt the power of readers almost everywhere. Of course, it was mainly at the starting point. When I read this chapter and read the posts in the book circle, I saw it at three o'clock in the middle of the night.
Some people have been telling me that you are very good and your heart is very good. Please continue to believe in yourself.
It was an early morning with little noise. I opened the curtains and sat on the balcony for a while.
I am a person who is very good at describing things, but I cannot accurately describe my mood at that time.
At this point, I suddenly feel that there is no need to say anything more. This is the end of my letter.
Thank you for giving me strength.
After three and a half days of rest, I will start a new volume on August 25th.
I already have pictures of many of the plots in the next volume, which are very exciting, but I haven’t started working on the detailed outline yet, and the theme hasn’t been decided yet, so I haven’t thought about the title of the volume either… I’ll wait until August 24th to figure it out!
Let me have a rest and get some good sleep.
Then we continue our journey.
After writing this sentence, I am actually sleepy.