It felt empty....
My head felt empty.
I sighed.
I just began writing some stuffs here and there.
It's my fault I got too excited and just pulled out any thoughts that came out from my head.
I didn't have any plot.
Meh. Who cares.
"Who cares" are the words that made heart regret.
And now I'm suffering from it.
I'm thinking of re-doing my work.
When and How.
I just got back here after a year or more.
I decided to update my works.
And I did.
But now, I've come prepared doing this following stuffs:
-PLAN how the story goes or how will end
-Outline
-Write my plot
-Get a reference from books and online websites
-EDIT the words, phrases and/or paragraphs
-Review the work for any flaws
-EDIT again.
-Final furnishing
-Publish
-Share the work.
Not as easy as it seems, right?
*DEEP SIGH*
The hope of finishing a good one story is already a million worth of happiness.
Realizing how hard to be a writer. Considering an amateur like me.
Well, hehe that can't be helped. Its part of the game. No one wins when one cannot experience loss.
