Novella Writer Novels & Stories

"Hmm, so you're antisocial?" Vanessa thought about it for a moment, as though she did not know what she was. She shrugged. "I wouldn't say antisocial though. I just find fictional characters more tolerable. Relatable. So, I spend a lot of time reading novels. What about you? Tell me something about you and then we call it even." "Nope. Not telling. I'll rather show you." Vanessa squeezed her face. "What?" "Well," Jake started and cleared his throat. "I do a lot of reading myself and I'm something of a writer. Show, don't tell, my critics always warned. Well, I'm following their warning this time. So, yeah, I'll rather show you."

He is still searching for his soul to lead him in writing a novel. "Are you really inpired in writing a novel?" Maria raised her head and added to what the man had said. "Wait, what genre do I like to write, it's a pity if I don't have an idea. It seems more okay if I will put a heart touching story, I mean a real life story about a woman or a man?" The man asked. "It's okay, I just removed something and added something like you cannot get the heart of the story. I think you're inspired.?" When Maria jokes here.

What can you say about this? ‘I am just honored that my first novel got this much recognition. To answer that, this novel is purely a product of my imagination coupled with how I see the world. It is very relevant because the book mirrors some situations which happen in reality. The characters in the story do not pertain to specific individuals. Thank you all for your support. I am very overwhelmed and grateful.’ ‘I see. One last question before we go. We were informed that you are Architect before you became a writer, can you share how the decision came to shift from a well-paying career to writing with passion?’

Maybe some of you readers already know me if you are also on Wattpad and Dreame but not leaving things on probablity, here's a small introduction of me. So I am Red (already mentioned) and I had been a writer for almost five years now on various platforms. I am an incurable romantic and live in my own fantasy world of K-dramas and books which is not very feasible in reality. So, I turn my imaginations and dreams maybe into my books that are gratefully loved by readers so far. I am basically a romance writer but I like to experiment as well so I hope in the upcoming days and years that I spend with my Goodnovel family here, we would get to share many interesting stories together!

She's such a kind and hardworking editor who always understands me. Throughout writing this novel, I learned a lot about writing techniques and honing my writing style. I've learnt to ask myself if this chapter is good or bad, or if this story provides different topics and knowledge to readers because I'm not just writing this for fun; rather, I want readers to feel the thrill and get knowledge from my novel at the same time. I even found myself not sticking to the outline I created for this book, which other writers I met told me that was completely normal.

"Ahh! Yeah, I remember how's your novel going on? Are you planning to put it as an entry for this coming International Contest?" I took my laptop, open it and handed it to her. " Look, it's kind of plain right now. I don't have any inspiration at the moment." She took my laptop and read my outline and prologue. The genre of my novel is Drama and at the moment I can't feel too much drama and that is why I barely have something to write on. After reading my outline, she looked at me and smiles awkwardly while closing my laptop, I knew it. "Uhm, you can still work on it, right? I mean it's okay but it's a little bit too plain if you'd ask me."

“Okay, no, absolutely not — you’re telling me I’ve been sitting across from one of my favorite authors for hours and didn’t know?” GreenLee clasped her hands dramatically. “I knew there was something special about you.” Nonna leaned forward, eyes sparkling. “Tell us everything, tesoro. What do you write? How long? Are you working on something new?” I laughed nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. “Um… well, I write romance mostly. Family stories. Emotional stuff.” Kat snorted. “That tracks.” GreenLee elbowed her. Nonna wasn’t letting me off the hook. “And the new project? You hesitated. That means yes.”

“Novels are all fictional and made-up. Authors write stories based on what they see and hear with a dash of imagination, which may not necessarily represent the authors themselves. These comments, on the other hand, are a true reflection of their character.” “Well said,” the author said, pulling out her phone to make a note of Rosalie’s words. “I want to include your words in my novel. You said it so well.” “I feel like the novel you wrote is slightly similar to my own experiences. I came here today to ask you for a favor. Of course, it’ll be great if you could help me out, but I won’t force you to if you’re not willing.” The author looked at her with doubt in her eyes. “What is it?”

Allen attempted to snatch the notebook from me, but I slapped his hand before he could even reach my desk. “Don’t make me repeat it again, Allen. I am writing a novel, not a drawing. And if I am to draw someone, it must be another person, not Christoph.” Speaking of which, something came up in my mind. A brilliant one. Instead of drawing an image of him, which was pretty obvious, why not make a novel instead? A story of us. He and I against the world. All I have to do is change our names to make it more obscure.

The mighty moon watched over us, a silent witness to our love and the promises of a future filled with joy and endless possibilities. __________ Dear readers, What an amazing journey this has been! A whole year ago, I embarked on the adventure of writing this novel, and alongside the resilient Nesta, I have witnessed myself grow and let go of the fears that once bound me. It's been a transformative experience, and I couldn't be more grateful for your support throughout.