Carvin
Calvin, let me sort out the plot. The first time I wrote more than 200,000 words, and now I have written more than 300,000 words. I am tired of thinking about every plot. People stir like a paste, just as if they had written their own words into a small brain axe.
So, let me stop for a day and think about the plot behind it.
Immediately cut to the real climax, I want to write in line with the envisioned point.
Feel sorry!
Feel sorry!
Feel sorry!