I Need To Write A Book Novels & Stories

Sitting all alone with thoughts in my mind. Stella's images flashes over all my thoughts. That is what I could see. I guess I needed to be distracted. I walked out of my room and went straight to my study room. Pacing inside, I sighed heavily and opened the book I left on the table. I started a page to page scan of the book. I wonder how a single person will write a book as big as this like he doesn't have work to do. Author's should take someone like me into consideration and release smaller books. I think I will have to go pick up a new book from the library.

Hi everyone. This is a difficult post to write, but I wanted to be honest with you all. Lately, I’ve been feeling a bit disconnected from these stories, I don’t think I can keep writing with zero reward. I’ve realized that I need to step back to rediscover my passion for writing. Because of this, I’ve decided to remove this book from the platform. I put a lot of heart into these books, and knowing you were reading them meant the world to me.

Please rember to like my book and live comments and sugestions this will help me find direction when I loose inspiriration and I would love to write something that everyone loves to read thank you again guys lots of love love twoise♡♡

Writing a long book is no small feat, and it is your enthusiasm and encouragement that has propelled me forward, even during the most challenging moments. This book has taken on a life of its own, evolving and growing as I delved deeper into its narrative, characters, and themes. It has demanded my undivided attention, consuming my thoughts and dreams, and I have poured every ounce of my being into its creation. I hope that the love and dedication I have invested in these pages shines through, and that it resonates with you in some profound way.

I breathed heavily as I shifted my chair backwards, I stared at the screen of my laptop with satisfaction. I'm a writer and yet again I just completed another exciting book of mine, and yes I feel really proud. Now all that's left for me to do, is to visit the publishing house and make this book known to the world. But first I would have to visit the cyber cafe. Well, I better get to it... I definitely would love to treat myself to a fancy dinner after I get everything done. This is just something I do, after completing a book.

“Hey, if you're not busy, could you um… help me with something?” Norma looked up and smiled, “I'm so rarely busy here. What is on your mind?” “Well… um… I'm thinking about writing a book.” “Oh, that's wonderful! I always knew you were the sort of girl who would not be content with living in other people's worlds forever.” “Yeah, well… I have this idea, but I'm sort of stuck.” “Oh? Well, I'll help you if I can. I always wanted to write a book myself, but I guess everyone says that.” Norma's eyes unfocused behind her glasses, gaze temporarily moving from this world to whatever one compelled her, wanting to express herself with the written word.

I'm currently preparing other projects to get around that inspiration to complete this book, although I've thought of deleting the book, I couldn't, soon I hope to bounce back from this writer's block and complete this book. SO THIS BOOK IS CURRENTLY ON HOLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Goals for today: Hit the gym. Take a walk outside because it's nice out. Work on my book, the book I have told myself I am going to write and just never allow myself the time. So I am going to allow myself an hour to work on my book, today and everyday until it's done.

I have an upcoming exam and I have to prepare for it. I love this book and I have great ideas for it, but with my current burnout I'm afraid that I'll ruin it. I already feel it's not flowing like it was supposed to. It won't be fair to you or the book not to give it my all or just write for the sake of writing. Please understand that I'm not abandoning or giving up on the book, I just need a bit of time to sort out my head before I can go back to writing. You deserve an awesome story and I would be disappointed in myself if I didn't give you that.

That was always my escape. I opened my laptop and buried myself in my book, letting the words transport me to a different world, far away from this infuriating man. I had written countless stories, though none had been published. But giving up had never been an option. Even if I wanted to quit, something always pulled me back to it. And so, I spent the rest of my morning lost in the one thing that truly made me feel alive..... Please like, comment and share. Xx