The city turns into a sea of flames
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The city turns into a sea of flames
You sleep about as much as I do, you know that?
Eldoria of the lake, how is your day?
After 7 months, my fiction on SH finally has a recommendation in Similar Series, despite being recommended on my other fiction pages.
Well, that's not bad, because my fiction is so subversive that a suitable recommendation candidate can only be found in the prequel series.
Sleep when you're sleepy.
Eat when you're hungry.
Write when you have free time.
It's simple but expensive...
Since we only have 24 hours in a day.
Well, I also thank to @Omarfaruq because he read and gave 3 ratings and 3 reviews in 3 different fictions voluntarily at SH.
Dude, I didn't bribe you to write reviews, right?
Finally, after more than 7 months, my fiction has gained 2 organic ratings (average 4.5) on RR.
Well, a small number but valuable considering a subversive fiction [Post-Apocalyptic Motherhood Dark Fantasy] especially if we just wait and don't rely on review swaps to increase the rating.
If you want to gauge the potential for reader engagement with your fiction, put yourself in the reader's shoes, not the author's.
Not all readers are authors, and even if they are, it's only a small percentage.
A fundamental authorial mistake is assuming that a work will be popular simply because it's well-written.
Well, since vol 2 is finished, now I will narrate Alice (Chivalry Justice) against Marry (Bloody Justice).
They both meet through Detective Clara (Conscience Justice) in vol 3.
Marry wrapped her arms around her daughter from behind and rested her chin atop the small head.
“Mommy?!”
“Mama loves Caelan.”
“Caelan loves Mommy too, hehe…”
Caelan felt her hair grow wet.
“Mommy… Caelan’s hair is wet.”
“Sometimes rain falls inside the house, honey. Mama will hug Caelan.”
“Mommy is the best in the whole world."
Tears slipped through her lashes.
“Black Mist… Clara…”
Finally... after days of burnout... the epilogue of volume 2 is finally finished. It's a bittersweet ending, with no winners, only wounds. However, at least there's still a small hope amidst the darkness.
The epilogue is titled Vol 2 Chapter 94: "Between Mist, Conscience, and Roses – Three Faces of Women Gazing at One Another."
hey. god still likes the irish, I see.
The new book I started tossing up. Cover sailed through. wonder of all wonders, it showed up on a search by title. and, I finally got to see a chapter of mine in the updated list. almost like being a human being again.
yay
now, if i could just get some readers.
I can see I'm going to have to "report" user Eldoria
for? just being too damn sweet and cute.
but seriously, I threw preface and 5 chapters of another book up
yeah, once again. Can't search to find it, as usual? my updates don't appear so I can get clicks.
is this place prejudiced against the Irish, or what.
that's probably it. Always trying to keep the irish down.
a story as old as time itself, *kek*
A mommy kissed their little one's forehead before bed. It's so sweet.
I read this...
Vol 1 Chapter 1: Prologue – An Executioner of Blood Who Became Mommy
I am now officially stalking, erm... *following*, eldoria.
eldoria. I only just joined and barely started posting on the forums, and I saw your name several times already. what's site etiquette here, I have no idea. am i supposed to ask your permission to follow you, or what. also, you seem kind of reserved and I'm definitely eccentric and irreverent. I might not be your cup of tea. that's why I ask first.
Eat well, sleep well, live well
When I was little, I used to get angry with my mother just because she asked me not to do this or that.
When I grew older, I realized my mother was angry because she truly cared for and loved me.
And now... when I see a little child throwing a tantrum because his mother scolded him, I just smile from afar. -
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