I made it onto Sanjiang, and I finally have a chance to share a few heartfelt words with you all.
Readers familiar with Old Faceless know that my last book didn't do well, and with some personal matters on top of that, I ended up wrapping it up in a hurry.
After that ending, I disappeared for more than eight months.
Mostly, I was lost back then. I didn't know what to write, and that feeling of having my brain hollowed out left me terribly empty and uncomfortable.
Some nights, I even kept wondering whether I'd run out of ideas, whether I'd used up the few scraps of ability I had that barely qualified as talent.
The days dragged on like that, one after another, as I used excuses to force myself not to think about a new book.
Then one day, my editor, Boss Ruoye, suddenly messaged me to ask how I'd been lately and whether I had any thoughts about starting a new book.
Honestly, I was really touched.
I didn't even think I was an author worth an editor's attention, so beyond being surprised, I felt a little overwhelmed by the kindness.
So I chatted with Boss Ruoye about how things had been, about the renovations at home, and about major life events.
As for starting a new book, I basically had no ideas at all.
Boss Ruoye really was an incredibly kind person. Not only did he offer me some reassurance, but he also said he wouldn't forget about me, and that if I had an idea for a new book, I could send it to him first so he could help me think it over.
I was truly touched and grateful, but I just didn't know what to write, and I was a little afraid