Chapter 192 – Review of the Work

Hello readers.
Strawberry pencil.

First of all, let me say I’m sorry.
It is a ‘rapid ending’.

In fact, I didn’t intend to write this work after seeing the number of views in the first place. Just like I said in the notice before.
What would it be like to live like that?
Also, I tried to achieve vicarious satisfaction through the main character through the things I usually wanted to do now, things that are a bit difficult to achieve in reality.

From a certain moment, I look at the number of views again, and I lose my motivation again.
Furthermore, I gradually lost my motivation, perhaps because I accomplished most of the things I wanted to do in the beginning.
There was now a ‘real problem’ in it.

A realistic problem?
Hmm.
In fact, this could also be an excuse.

Some of the writers I saw when I was young, even if they weren’t popular, even if I only ate cup noodles for 30 days.
I think there were some people who completed the work with all their heart and soul.

I also thought about whether I could become such a great person…
Embarrassingly, I am realizing that I am too snobbish, still fragile, and take others seriously to be ‘yet’ that kind of person.

However, I also think it can’t be helped.
I am a full-time writer.
If you can’t earn even the minimum amount of money, there’s nothing you can do about it. Even if that’s my lack of skills.
It is a position to make up for the lack of skills through other factors.

I don’t even know how many times I’ve finished with this work.
Furthermore, there are already not one or two works that I have been studying and have completed abruptly like this time. It’s never something to be proud of.
The fact that there are a lot of sudden endings seems to show that my level is low.

The dilemma is scary these days.
In the beginning, I thought I was growing pretty fast.

When I didn’t even know what a novel was, the comments I received the most were “This guy is also a writer” And “This guy also writes”.
At some point, even when the readers who have been watching since then told me that my writing skills improved a lot.

I felt that I had grown up.
I feel that growth has been stagnant for almost several years.
I don’t think I’m lazy to study.

I wonder if it’s really like that.
I’m dizzy enough to wonder if this is what the so-called novelistic expression ‘juhwa ipma’ is because the question bites its tail.
Nevertheless, what I can show you is that it probably only takes a little bit of effort.

And the will to never do it, at least year round.
That’s about all I can do.
I am a weak human being, and it is my struggle to survive in this cold and cold reality.

Time goes really slow when you’re young.
I was free to do anything.
The older I get, the faster time passes and the more I get scared.

Nonetheless.
I have no choice but to beat the keyboard again with the will and hope to write more interesting works.
A new challenge could be a failure, or it could end abruptly.
Maybe I will break my will to never do it all year round.

If you don’t try, there’s nothing anyway.

The fact that phrases are long.
It could be an excuse though.
In a way, it may be self-consolation for me, and an oath and commitment to move forward.

Readers who have enjoyed watching this far.
Thank you sincerely.