I woke up earlier than my alarm and read this news sent by a friend.
Recently, I was contemplating if I should end my book (Ms. Ugly) the way it is now so I sent a request to all my friends for an honest review.
Most of them said it's okay. It's nice...but honestly, I feel something was lacking. For me, though I wrote it for 2 years and with full of passion and excitement, it was still boring.
I thought I was just putting down myself not until a real, unbiased review came in.
Someone did not like my story.
I'm a terrible writer.
It was messy.
That the story's too old-fashioned.
It was boring.
I expected these things but still broke my heart.
Now I am again contemplating if I should still write or not. 😔
Haaaa~ okay, Cee. Tama na ang drama. Time to work kaya bumangon ka na!!!
I wiped the tears in my eyes and calmed my heart. I wanted to compare this feeling to a heartbreak but no. How can I? I don't even have any single engagement to what we call love life. 💔
***to be continued***
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Diary of an Introvert
RandomStay tuned to her boring adventures if you're free. arigato! Please read the WARNING before going through the chapters. I don't want to disappoint you. (Highest Rank #3 in Introvert, #3 in Prose, #41 poetry as of November 2018 😊)
