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Conclusion and Reflections of Volume VI

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The sixth volume is a volume that keeps filling holes.

It is easy to dig a hole but difficult to fill it, as it has been since ancient times.

Especially this is a novel with 3.4 million words... (It's actually 3.4 million words!!!)

Even though I have a fairly detailed set of settings, I often have to go back to the previous chapters for fear of eating the settings myself.

Human Demon Line, Qingpai Line, Tianliu Line, Official Road, Pingguo, Fate Astrology, Flying Sword Three Supremes, Senhaiyuanjie...

The innumerable foreshadowings are brought up one by one, and the pits are filled one by one, and it becomes a volume that most of the readers call "Swinging to the West".

This volume is too difficult to write!

Now that I have gone back and flipped through it, I still find it too difficult to write.

But the biggest problem with writing this volume is not the difficulty of writing. Personally, I am happy to challenge the difficulty of writing. This kind of thing will make me realize again and again-I can still be better, and I have more possibilities.

I am willing to dig it out and share it with you who are walking together.

But I'm starting to get tired.

Writing has a burnout period.

I still have a sense of freshness in the story, but my body and mind are still yearning for life.

People are not machines, and writing is not repetitive work in an assembly line, and results cannot be achieved by sweating.

It requires total dedication.

Especially for writers like me.

I don’t know if it’s because it took too long to write the volume on the difficult journey, and I gave myself too much blood.

During the period of June and July, I felt very tired every day.

I force myself to sit in front of the computer all day long.

I used to be able to easily enter the state of writing, forgetting about myself, and describing the world with emotion. But during this time, I may write for ten minutes, and then I will withdraw from that state.

There would be a lot of distracting thoughts in my mind, and I would run out of time to think about it. I would even be in a daze for hours.

I know readers need more updates without compromising quality...but I can't.

For example, the chapter about Zhao Xuanyang being killed by the dark sun is just over 2,000 words long, and more than 1,000 chapters are written.

For example, the chapter where the immortal opens his eyes and picks up the supernatural powers of the heart is also in the early 2000s, and the chapter is more than 800.

The enthusiasm of the readers for discussion, to a certain extent, shows that the quality of the story is good.

But such a climax must be 46,800 or even 10,000 words. Only in this way can it be considered smooth and can win more readers...

But I can't do it.

I sit all day. Like squeezing toothpaste, squeeze out a few emotional moments in the dry sitting to complete the story...

Really tired.

At first, I was just a salted fish who wrote five or six thousand words a week, and my hobbies were enough to fill all my free time.

Now I don't have any hobbies.

I have to refine every chapter, and the refinement will use up a lot of words. When I post 4,000 words, I actually write 5,000 to 6,000 words. When I post 6,000 words, I actually write 8,000 words.

Too many words have been edited out.

So I can actually say... I'm a Japanese 6K powerhouse, right? Although you often don't see that many words.

I say this not to complain.

I am unraveling myself.

I am forgiving myself.

I've worked really hard, I've been writing every day, my life has been compressed to just one fist - so why can't I bear the stigmatization of this work?

Because everything I deliver is here.

What else am I left with besides it?

You see, my mind started to diverge again, before it turns into a daze, let me summarize the writing of this volume again.

My biggest regret in this volume is that Jiang Wang changed overnight from the arrogance of the country to a prisoner of evil spirits. I really wanted to write about the overwhelming torrent of public opinion, but I missed it in the last stroke.

In my initial conception, it must be very deep and depressing. Only when the heart is finally realized, the heart will appear more "immortal".

In the end, it was really suppressed for a long time, but it didn’t reach the point I wanted, so I stopped. There are reasons for myself and reasons for readers.

never mind. Consummation is just a coincidence, and regret is a common thing in life.

There is another chapter that I think is not well written. It is the part where Xiao Jiang and the two gods Lin Qingpai return to China. So hard.

When I wrote that part, I was still hesitating. What I can be sure of is that trust among colleagues should be reasonably established in that part, so that the part about Jiang Wang going abroad will be logical. What I am hesitating about is whether to reveal a little stuff, let readers know that these people are not talking nonsense, and give readers a sense of expectation.

Because the update is difficult and has to be updated, I wrote it before I thought it through.

This kind of hesitation that I didn't think about made me vacillate when I wrote, wanting to touch and not touching... I was very uncomfortable to write. I feel that the part that can be written with splendor is mediocre in the end.

The silence was not pleasant.

If I can save manuscripts, not too many, just four or five chapters, then I can adjust the details, or even reinvent the wheel. But then it was gone.

The plot I wrote more happily was after Jiang Wangbei came out of the bamboo forest.

After a series of depressions, I used this relatively free plot to unfold the grassland scenery, ease the rhythm of the story, and ease the emotions...my emotions and the emotions of the readers.

I felt relaxed in those days.

Of course the happiest is now.

I satisfactorily filled in a lot of pitfalls, and then ushered in the holiday.

When I was writing this volume, I kept telling myself that I had to fill in the pits carefully and perfectly... Then I filled in as I walked, and I finished writing this volume without knowing it.

Sitting here now, I think of it in a trance, and there are still many dazzling pictures in my heart.

When the immortals opened their eyes, when they were number one in history, when the sky fell to the sea of ​​swords, when Guan Yan and Xiaofan looked at each other silently, in the final battle of Xingyueyuan...

I feel a kind of satisfaction.

It seems that I am also at Jiangtai, and together with the Heavenly Talents of the Eastern Region, I feel the joy after victory.

In the process of writing, pain and happiness always exist at the same time.

When I subscribed, I said to let everyone see my updated performance, and I will try my best to do what I promised.

In order to adjust my mental state, I bought a treadmill and got up for a run at 7 o'clock every morning, then took a shower, made breakfast, and then wrote. In addition to cooking and eating, I just write. I usually write until 10:30 in the evening. Sometimes it ends after 9:00, and I will be very happy. I will hug a watermelon and watch a movie.

Because I often go to bed at two or three o'clock at night, it was difficult to get up in the morning at first. After the alarm clock rang, I was still dizzy, so I closed my eyes and stretched on the bed... Then I got up with gritted teeth.

Later, I woke up naturally every morning, forcing me to go to bed earlier at night. So my state has become very good, and everyone can feel it.

This state of body and spirit burning at the same time gave me a sense of fulfillment, and I returned to the time when I was eighteen or nineteen years old, full of infinite curiosity and enthusiasm for the world.

That feeling is really good.

Until I accidentally stayed up all night...

I wrote until the clock ticked 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 again. (On this morning when I finished writing this volume, there was an exception! %¥##@@¥!!!)

It seems that I really can't return to the age of eighteen, and I was easily knocked down by staying up all night.

In order to stick to my promise of working hard to exercise and write hard this month, I had to take time off to run in the afternoon.

In the past few days, I started to conceive the plot while running, and put my phone next to me. When I got inspiration, I would slow down and write it down with my phone.

I feel that I make good use of time and become the master of time... I am very happy.

What am I talking about, this testimonial is too random, right?

So be serious.

I've 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 company.

After the article was written, I felt the power of readers almost everywhere. Of course, it is mainly the starting point. I read this chapter and read the posts in the circle of book friends, and I saw it at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

People keep coming to tell me, you are fine, your heart is fine, please continue to believe in yourself.

It was an early morning without much noise, I opened the curtains and sat on the balcony for a while.

I am a person who can describe very well, but I can't accurately describe my mood at that time.

At this point, I suddenly feel that there is no need to say any more, and this is the end of the letter.

Thank you for giving me strength.

Rest for three and a half days, and open a new volume on August 25.

Many of the plots in the second volume, I already have pictures in my mind, which are very exciting, but the outline has not yet started, and the theme has not been decided, so the title of the volume has not been thought out... Let’s wait until August 24th!

Let me rest and get some good sleep.

Then we continue our journey.

After writing this sentence, I was actually sleepy.

So good afternoon, my dear book friends.

May we find peace.

Thanks to the book friend "Little Brother Liang Jiu in the Cloud" for becoming the leader of this book! How many is coming? Let's count next time...

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