I started to write because of you
But you left me alone out of the blue
now I wonder where is my light
the purpose of our talks every night
Now I write missing you
My words of blight and every hue
I wish someday you visit me
Just once again I want to see
If you want money, write for the audience, that means you will have to cycle dopamine rush in just 5 chapters of 2k words. If it doesn't hit, it will be forgotten.
And for publishing - I'd say publish more and more, nobody really cares until you make it. We missed the pandemic times where...