Uh, hello, readers. The operations team said I made every monthly ticket event announcement too official and stiff, which wasn't good, and asked me to have a chat with everyone.
That stumped me.
I'm lazy and hate hassle. When I held the first event, well, it was my first event as a new author with a new book, so I wrote it fairly formally. Then every month I just copied and pasted it, changing only the prizes and leaving everything else untouched...
Since I started writing novels, I've become even lazier and more averse to hassle. Every day, apart from eating, sleeping, and working, I'm either planning the novel or writing it. Holidays and entertainment are basically out of reach.
Keeping up daily updates really is hard. It's not that I type slowly; I simply think slowly. Thinking through the plot, the logic, the map-I feel like writing one complete chapter a day is genuinely difficult. I don't know how those freakishly talented people manage to write so many words...
Let's talk about the recent plot, too. Arriving in Western Kham-that is, today's Western Sichuan and eastern Tibet-actually happened ahead of schedule. The original plan was to stay in the Eastern Lands a while longer and come over once his status and cultivation realm were a little higher.
But everyone kept saying it was strange to have Shushan in the title without writing about Shushan, so I sped things up a little.
Western Kham is actually well suited to mythological xianxia, because from the Central Plains' perspective, it's mysterious and remote, with few traces of ordinary human habitation. That means I can freely write about miracles of soaring through the heavens and burrowing through the earth.
But it's also difficult to write. There's a lot of material to look up