I have always wanted to write a novel, and the protagonist's name must be Ando. In the past few years, I have conceived many stories, written many beginnings, and some have even written hundreds of thousands of words, but in the end there was still no one I could continue.
I don't know why, no matter what kind of character the protagonist has, what things he does, or what words he says, I always feel that it is not the Ando I want. I've been thinking about it for a long time recently, but I still don't understand what Andor is like. Later, I thought, maybe on a certain day, at a certain place, there was someone passing me by. I didn't need to know much about his character, his past and his future. I was deeply attracted by a certain quality in him in just a moment of passing by. It must be an inexplicable quality, so I have struggled with it for so many years.
So now, I simply open the writing pad and start typing. So far, I have no idea about the story I want to tell - then don't think about it, just follow the plot it should have, and go in a direction unknown to you and me. As for how far it will go, and whether it will die on the way like before, there is no need to consider it for the time being. Maybe before 2012 really comes, I can meet the Anduo in my mind.