The stats came out at noon, and suddenly nobody was reading anymore. Maybe what I wrote really wasn't any good.
When I first started writing in mid-December, I never looked at the stats at all. I started because an author stopped updating his story. Even after I asked for more chapters, he still didn't update, so I thought I'd write something myself.
I casually wrote a prologue and left it at that. I didn't expect to find more than a dozen readers when I checked the stats, so I started updating, two or three chapters a day.
After New Year's, I cut back to one chapter a day because I wasn't feeling well. But with support from some longtime friends, I still sometimes posted two or three. Then, unexpectedly, I had sudden heart discomfort on the nineteenth and went to the hospital.
Nothing really came of that, but I haven't had a proper physical examination yet. I'll get one later.
Things settled down after that, and I gradually got back to updating.
Back then, people read every day. The numbers weren't particularly high or low, but having readers made me happy. It wasn't just about me, either. Every time you commented, it helped me open up my thinking a little.
What I liked reading most back then was your comments, because they helped me understand the characters better.
Then came the period when the stats shot up. Most of that happened when students were around and reading.
Finally, there's the plot.
I only went to middle school, and I didn't even finish it. I don't understand a lot of the science, chemical formulas, and so on, so I can only give simple overviews. Maybe that's why it wasn't rigorous enough and didn't interest people much.
Then there were all the