For this stretch, I'd shut myself up in the hotel to write. No drills whining, no cats or dogs, no other excuses to be found—my efficiency really did improve somewhat.
At last, I'd gathered my astigmatic gaze back into focus.
The only problem was anxiety. The moment I thought about the finale being so close, my palms and soles would sweat. I'd suddenly wake in the middle of the night and hurry to crawl back up and write a few more words.
Fortunately, I still made it this far.
When I went into seclusion before, I mentioned two ways of finishing the book: releasing it all at once, or serializing ten thousand words a day until the finale.
The reason there was a Plan B was that I thought, if I couldn't finish writing it... then I could still write while revising, struggling on for another four or five days.
Besides, I also wanted to catch up on the readers' chapter comments...
All these years, this was how we kept one another company. I read your wild and wonderful ideas, and you accompanied me as my imagination roamed free.
Now it was more or less written. I'd followed the outline through in its entirety (though there's still a little left; pulling an all-nighter tonight should do it), but I simply had no time to revise.
I truly don't want the finale to leave behind any regrets. (Though they are unavoidable. But, as Jiang Wang said, we do our best and hope there will be as few as possible.)
So, let's strike a balance.
Starting today, the finale begins.
The current update schedule is:
Beginning on the 24th, there will be roughly twenty thousand words updated each day. Basically, I'll stop whenever I reach a suitable point; the number of chapters