Hi, guys!
Yesterday was, perhaps, one of the most important days of my life. After three months of drafting outlines for my books, I finally sat down to work on the actual manuscript. It’s an incredible feeling—I honestly thought I’d never reach this stage, but I finally did, and I’m deriving immense pleasure from the process. I can now say with certainty that my book is officially underway; the ice has broken, the gears are in motion, and the end of this journey is finally on the horizon—no longer just some abstract, distant concept.
Of course, there’s still a massive amount of work ahead. The text is incredibly extensive and dense, with countless details that need to be woven together—but the most important thing is that the real work has begun. So, it’s now just a matter of time. I had planned to write one page a day, but yesterday—on the very first day—I managed to write 14. I’ve since decided that tracking my progress by the number of characters (in thousands) will be much more practical.
Today, I desperately need some rest; I ended up working on the text until five in the morning! My head feels foggy and muddled, so I need to find a way to recover. But the main thing is done: I’ve set the process in motion. Stay tuned for updates!
Have a wonderful day, everyone!