(A belated speech on the completion of the book)
(I should have written it earlier, but because I'm writing a new book, plus my procrastination, it dragged on until now.)
(As I dragged on, I wanted to stop writing. But if I don't finish writing a speech, I feel like I'm missing something.
(Incomplete!
(Thus, he spent N days typing out his final speech.)
…
The Doomsday Territory book started on January 22nd, 2018, until now …
Shocking!
It had already been two years!
He remembered that he hadn't prepared an apocalyptic theme at the beginning. Then, when he was playing the game, he had a flash of inspiration. He tapped on the keyboard and opened the book.
He didn't expect that it would take two years.
I suddenly feel awesome (serious face).
Of course, there were also many problems.
For example, the updates were slow, there was one update a day, and there were even occasional dummies. Well …
Trash, I'll admit it.
After all, I was a rookie who had been writing for two years, and my speed was only a thousand kilometers per hour.
Leaving behind the tears of the weak.
Ka —
Let's summarize the plot.
When he started writing, he basically didn't understand anything.
There was no outline.
There was no main storyline.
He didn't know how to plan.
They didn't know how to sell.
The plot was always written wherever one wanted it to be … so it was reasonable for it to fail.
When I was about 700,000 to 800,000 words, I realized … "Oh," "So I was way off topic."
But he still didn't know how to write it.
The plot was basically hovering between deviation and turning back.
When he had almost written two million words, he finally had a little realization.
From time to time, he would recall the previous plot, although he had forgotten all the details.
But he could also think of the wrong direction.
If I could do it again, I would choose …
Cough.
If it could be restarted, this would be how the plot should be planned.
In the beginning, when the Tree Shade was still a small shelter, they farmed some monsters (survivor teams, other gathering places) and so on.
From a small shelter to a medium shelter, they finally reached Lindong.
If I write this way, I can write at least two or three hundred thousand words more, and it will be more interesting.
It was the same after the Tree Shade City was built. It was too early to cross the province, which was equivalent to raising the level again.
He didn't grasp the rhythm well … At that time, he didn't know what rhythm was.
I should start from the few large shelters around here.
Infiltration, transaction, influence.
Forming an army.
Resist the demon tide.
By the time the protagonist dominated the entire province, it was estimated that there would be eight to nine hundred thousand words.
Then, he would look at the entire country.
Then, he would lure the Outsiders out.
He fought with other survivors and the Mutated Races in various secret realms.
His influence gradually expanded.
Then, the Holy City appeared, and the Outsiders attacked it.
The Earth chapter could be written for about that long.
There were a lot of good things that I didn't write, but I wrote a bunch of things that I shouldn't have written.
Reflecting …
Next was the first otherworld, the Aino Continent. Although it was the first otherworld, it was of a higher level.
It didn't make sense.
Drop the fork.
And double, leading to the rhythm of the back, levels can not be maintained.
The order arranged by the world was not good!
It was the same for Goldfinger.
In the beginning, there was no time to plan, and in the end … there was no time to plan.
That was the conclusion of the plot.
It felt like an outline of a book with more than a million words.
After writing this book, the pen and ink had probably evolved from a noob to a beginner.
That's not bad.
Although he was not satisfied with the book — after all, it had collapsed.
But he was also satisfied.
I still like territory novels. I didn't do a good job in this book, but I might write territory novels in the next book … I guess.
Now I want to write, next year I am not sure.
At this point, the speech was over.
In the end, I would like to thank those readers who have supported me along the way.
Thank you for seeing this place.
It was you who accompanied the book and the protagonist to this day.
Now, it was officially a full stop.
When it was over, flowers were scattered.
After writing the speech, he finally felt … satisfied.
His spirit was sublimated.
His soul was sublimated.
Oh yeah!
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