The third update had been released. On this final day of the month, I still updated nineteen thousand words.
The New Book Month had finally come to an end!
I fought until the very end too! No saved chapters—I wrote five hundred thousand words in a single month! Five hundred thousand words!
Looking back now, my scalp went numb.
Even as I wrote this author's note, I was utterly exhausted.
Five hundred thousand words in one month had shattered my personal record.
How did I even manage that?
The more I thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed.
I probably only went out two or three times that month? Once to the hospital for sleep aids, once to renew my insurance.
Then I spent all my time in front of the computer, including during meals.
Sometimes, I even slept on the mattress in my study.
No more selling misery!
Because I felt so damn good inside.
Though insomnia plagued me, I still felt great.
Because the plot had been a blast to write, smooth and flowing.
Whenever my head felt foggy, a few cups of strong tea would clear it right up.
I truly didn't dare drink coffee anymore. This insomnia had been caused by drinking extra-strong coffee.
I didn't get first place on the New Book Month vote rankings.
I lost it in the final two days.
Though there were regrets, it was nothing much.
Although we debuted at roughly the same time, Boss Blood Red was my idol.
The results for this book were at least pretty good by my own standards.
When it went premium, it had eight thousand first subscriptions in twenty-four hours.
One month later, the highest subscriptions were nineteen thousand, the average subscriptions were thirteen thousand, and the twenty-four-hour follow-up subscriptions were