Chapter 868
Words:598Update:22/06/25 06:09:15
November was finally over. Although the updates were still not that great, it was at least better than last month. I wrote 30,000 more words. Next month's goal is to write another 30,000, the month after that another 30,000, the month after that … Alright, it's fine as long as I fantasize about it, too much will cause me to have a nosebleed.
However, things are always developing in a good direction, not only in terms of quantity, but also in terms of quality. I'm quite satisfied with the part about the Fantasy Sea, but reading it chapter by chapter might make people feel puzzled, or even inexplicable. It's better to read it all in one go.
Perhaps it's because of my emotions, I wrote especially freely, as if I was drunk. Oh right, I've never been drunk before. No matter how painful or uncomfortable it is, my rationality will always be like a spirit turtle, firmly suppressing all kinds of emotions. Even if my stomach is already overturning rivers and seas, I will still clench my teeth and refuse to vomit. However, my father said that this is also my biggest problem, that I've walked to the other extreme.
Those invisible accumulated negative emotions sometimes become turbulent like a tide, and then I understand why people go crazy, and then I understand my own weakness.
Alright, it's all some pointless self-entanglement!
However, since ancient times, writers hate fate. As an otaku who was born in a peaceful era, since he can't experience too much misfortune in life, if he doesn't entangle himself a little, then what's the point of writing a novel?
The world is too noisy, and sometimes only in loneliness can one hear the whispers of the heart. Although sometimes it will turn into roars or even wails, one can still hear it more clearly. Correspondingly, my ability to appreciate it has also improved a little. Van Gogh's "Starry Night" is really a masterpiece! Munch's "Scream" is also amazing! However, I don't want to understand the works of mental patients, but I heard that Munch's mental state improved a lot after he got mental.
Originally, I still had a lot of things I wanted to say, such as looking forward to the future, but suddenly I don't feel like writing until here, so let's stop here!
Oh right, this is a speech to ask for votes. After reading until here, do you have a strong impulse that you can't suppress no matter how hard you try, like a tide surging up and drowning you? Give up, no matter how much you endure or resist, it's all useless, hurry up and vote! To be continued. If you like this work, I welcome you to come to qpdiancwm and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.
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