First of all, happy early twenty-fourth birthday to me.
Yes, that's right. Once midnight passes tonight, it will be my twenty-fourth birthday. Taking advantage of this special day, I wanted to chat with everyone about myself and this book. Consider it a bit of amusement.
I started writing novels when I was nineteen, and it has now been five years. Looking back on the past, I can't help but sigh.
Back then, I was destitute and struggling to make ends meet. One day, I was lying in bed reading a novel when I suddenly got the urge to write one myself and earn some money for rent. Otherwise, I really would have been thrown out onto the street.
At the time, I was writing on another website. I may have had a little talent, because my first book was a xuanhuan novel, and its results weren't bad—at least, they were pretty good for a newcomer.
But after only a little over a hundred thousand words, I gloriously abandoned it.
The reason was that I rewatched Hikaru no Go in my spare time, and when I reached the part where Sai disappeared, I cried my eyes out.
I told my editor at the time that I wasn't happy writing that book and wanted to write a Go novel.
My editor was stunned. He repeatedly tried to persuade me to continue writing xuanhuan, then told me how niche the Go field was, how it had never produced any successful books, and how I was short of money, blah blah blah.
It was true. That year, Zhan Lao hadn't broken into the mainstream yet, and the Hikaru no Go TV series hadn't aired. There were no more than three people writing Go novels across the entire internet, and their results were all terrible.