Chapter 1105

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I've been quite tired lately. How does that saying go? The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak. Sitting in front of the computer every day is just internal friction.

The book has reached 3 million words. What I'm fighting for now isn't just brainpower; it's more likely physical and mental strength.

I've always liked writing in coffee shops or tea shops outside. The environment is much noisier than at home, but having people around makes me feel like my efforts can be seen. It's a little trick for replenishing my mental strength.

Actually, the best writing trick is writing at night. Authors are mostly night owls, probably because everyone has similar physical sensations.

When "National Forensic Pathologist" first started, I also wrote late at night. I felt the effect was quite good, often writing until three or four in the morning and still having the energy to eat barbecue.

Now my body can't take it, and I can't stay up late anymore. Besides, looking at these cases all day long inevitably affects one's emotions. Sometimes I feel that just being alive is hard enough, and being too hardworking doesn't seem necessary...

Unless it's double monthly tickets!

Today seems to be the last day for double monthly tickets.

The last day for one vote to count as two.

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