A Few Words

Chapter 791, which was blocked, has been unblocked. I won't tempt fate anymore.

Something came up yesterday afternoon, so I went out for a while. When I got back that evening, I already felt something was off. I was exhausted, and even after lying on the sofa for more than an hour, I couldn't summon any energy. I knew then that I wouldn't be able to write. Since I'd already posted a standalone chapter yesterday about the chapter being blocked, I felt bad about posting another notice to ask for leave. I figured I'd get some rest and write today, so I could update early.

My schedule has been a complete mess lately. I don't go to sleep until after five in the morning, so this was a good chance to fix it.

I went to bed at midnight last night, tossing and turning while thinking over the plot and so on. In a hazy state, I probably didn't fall asleep until after four. When I woke up, it was already past noon, so I hurried to sit down in front of the computer...

And now, I still haven't written a single word.

I rent a place with several authors from the same city, and we gather together to write. They all went out today, leaving me alone. Over the past nine hours, I've been in the lobby on the first floor, sometimes sitting in front of the computer, sometimes lying on the sofa, wandering back and forth like a headless fly...

I haven't written a single word, yet I feel incredibly anxious. My mind is exhausted too. This is what getting old really feels like.

Just now, I had a thought: Writing is really hard!

This book still has three volumes left, probably around 1.2 million words. I flipped