I Thought I Was Mary Sue

Okay... Actually, this is bloody soap crossing HP... === ——I don't know how many people are like me. If they don't reply, they would rather keep the story in their stomach than tell it. But at least, that's the case for me. The earliest version of the story of Mary Sue appeared in January 2003. It has been more than six years now. It has been repeatedly reconstructed and revised. It can be said that I am already familiar with the outline and direction of the entire story. What is lacking are only the details. That is to say, which direction the story will go next, and what kind of progress or turning point there will be, I have already thought about these, I only need to consider the details - and for me, the details can be improvised when writing the article. Maybe you can see this in the article. Many times, some of the words are like that. It is obvious that they were written casually as they came to mind. Some are complaints, some are tributes, some are jokes, and so on. So my friend was surprised. Since there is no need to consider the outline and direction, and you are good at improvising, why is this article written so slowly? I can only smile bitterly. Why? Because I have no motivation. Maybe it's because my peers around me were better than me when I was a child, so I rarely received praise from my parents or teachers' attention. Anyway, as I've grown up, a certain part of my personality has become distorted. Yes, I admit that this is a distortion, but I can't change it. I want others to "see" me. You can know that I am here, I have worked hard, you can see what I have done, and then tell me, acknowledge me, and recognize me. This is also reflected in the fact that when I write articles, I repeatedly emphasize that I need to reply meaningfully when there is nothing wrong. I want to know if the thought I put into this story has been discovered by anyone, and I don't think this discovery can be reflected in the sofa occupation notice, pure water, tiger balm and reminder. So I said, if you think any detail is good, if you like it, if you are moved by any point... A paragraph, a sentence, or even a word or a word, please tell me. If there is something wrong, something wrong, something wrong, something that offends you... Please tell me and tell me your opinion so that I can know how I should correct it. I want to hear these. I write articles just so that I can hear this. Maybe it's willful, maybe it's greedy, but this is really the meaning of my writing. Therefore, I have always admired some adults. When they write articles, they can focus wholeheartedly on the article itself. Whether readers like it or not, praise it or criticize it, it is completely irrelevant to them. I have tried hard, but unfortunately, I can't do it. Without meaningful replies, no matter how smooth the story progresses, even if the words form pictures dancing in circles in my mind... I still can't write a word. I don't want to write, I have no motivation. I don't know who else can read it if I write it down. So I can only struggle with the issue of replying again and again, which makes me tired, and the girls who are pestered by me to reply... Are tired. But there is nothing we can do. Therefore, please bear with me and be patient. I am here to thank you in advance. 09.8.11 ======= Someone protested to me that the copy was too long, so I basically deleted last year's announcement. However, for the part in bold below, please read it to me first! Regarding the issue of reprint—— A few days ago, a classmate from a certain website came to apply for reprinting. Then before I could agree, she had already transferred all the text. Nothing to say now. I originally planned to agree... Now, I don't want to. I have already gone to that website to apply for retraction, and I will talk about the rest later. Yes, generally speaking, the author rarely refuses to request reprinting, but... Please wait until the author gives a reply before reprinting. Hands, one or two, don't be so fast. That's all. Star road 09.5.28 === It means that the biological mother of a certain boss in my family and the adoptive mother of a certain boss reappeared in a certain period of time, so I feel that I am... Hopeful again about the next update of Xin Huan... TT^TT Well, I mean, I don't know which part he wants to take over, but it doesn't matter which part it is... It's okay to let a certain wall guy stop being such a robber, or let a certain group of wall guys retreat safely and sit at home, drink tea, bicker and play musical instruments and never come out again... That's fine. So, I came back to fill in the holes and worked hard to fill them in. I just took it as a prayer for those on the wall... And burst into tears. Star Road 09.5.27