The day I first started this blog (on the day before my birthday) is when I was still in progress with my book, The City Is Silent.
It was a contemporary, coming of age novel which circulated around a twelve-year-old girl who aspires to become an artist, but finds that she is unable to change her art tactics in order to survive in the arts. However, it’s through the progress of this story where she learns that, yes, change can destroy everything familiar, but there’s always a solution.
Because it never fitted into a genre, and because romance-loving Wattpadians generally don’t like stories circulating around a protagonist who is probably half a decade younger than them, The City Is Silent never got much publicity.
I may have very few readers, but they are the best ones. And this is what I wanted to do first: thank you so much for reading, commenting and supporting me along the way. Sometimes, the lack of support was depressing, but I was extremely passionate about this book which would never survive in the publishing industry due to lack of commercial appeal.
And so I wrote. And wrote. And wrote. Until yesterday, 11/5/2013, I completed the epilogue of The City Is Silent at 62,000 words approximately.
I have a fair bit of revision to do –some of the scenes fell flat, and I know exactly which ones from memory; typos and grammatical errors; character dialogue and development– and even then, it’ll be far from perfect. But perfection isn’t what I’m aiming for. If I get the story across to one person who remembers it, I’ll be forever happy.
As for my wonderful Blog-readers, who may be asking what The City Is Silent is about, I have a website made especially for The City Is Silent which will supply general information about the book.
Thank you to all those who’ve read the book, thank you to your wonderful comments and thank you for your support –I couldn’t have done it without my readers.