President, Your Cookies Have Arrived

Maybe it's because I read too many novels in junior high school, and I'm a person who likes to think wildly, which gave me the idea of ​​writing my own novel. When I was in school, I would write down what I thought of. Later, I tried to publish it on the platform. Because at that time, I had to write two thousand words before it could be reviewed. I stayed up late and wrote for several hours. When the review passed, I was really happy. I even asked a girl to make a cover. But in the end I gave up. I had no experience, no inspiration, and no one was reading it. This hit me hard, and then I deleted the only two chapters, causing it to be locked on the screen. A few days ago, for some unknown reason, I dug another hole. Even though I was very busy, I was still willing to stay up late at night and spend a few hours writing. I knew my writing was not good, but it was really hard for no one to read it. Even if only one person is willing to read it, I can still tell myself: Some people are still waiting for your update, so you must work hard to code! I have asked myself more than once, I write novels because I like them, why am I sad because no one reads them? Is it worth it? Ennnnn, vent your emotions, no one will see it anyway, I really don't know how long I can hold on.