
Tales of the Demon Realm: The Long Blade
魔域风云之长刀行
- Status
- Ongoing
- Length
- 1.4M Words
- Genre
- Eastern Fantasy
- Subgenre
- Xuanhuan
- Updated
- 2d ago
- English
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Dude, stop writing novels and start writing poetry.
I came here after watching "The Rising Sun's Green Robe Rolls Up in the Wind" 😊
More than 300,000 words, and not a single comment.
Inspired by the writing of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes: The Long Sword"
During the pandemic that year, being stuck at home, the sudden idleness made me feel lonely, empty, and cold. I'm a quiet person; I don't like joining in on crowds when playing cards or drinking. Although the whole neighborhood was still open, I still preferred to wander around alone. I read a few novels on my phone and felt the authors' writing was really bad, so I had the idea of writing a novel myself. But having no experience and being compared to those masters, I felt too shallow. Suddenly, I remembered some things from my own life and work experiences—why not incorporate them into a fantasy setting? After starting, it was initially bumpy, but later it became basically smooth. I laughed at myself for laughing at others; I should have been the one laughed at. Gradually, writing became a habit, and I didn't care what others said. I just wanted to fill my time. I also started writing a book called "Those Years at That Company," but I found I couldn't continue as soon as I started writing. After all, some things were obvious to anyone with eyes to see which company and which leader it was, so I stopped. Unconsciously, I've already written over a million words, but I still haven't signed a contract. Isn't that ridiculous? It's just become a daily habit.
It's written quite well, but it seems to lack popularity, which is a real shame. I've thought of a way to let more readers see this book. My WeChat ID is CCJCCJ129.
Sigh, why make things difficult for yourself? You have no talent.