The Beginning of a Famous Writer

First Day Learning to Write

[Sister's night, can we start learning tonight?]

I sent a message to the author from Bangka Island. Which he was willing to teach me until my novel was published in various online applications.

[Can, but wait nine o'clock yeah, I also have class now] he replied.

[Ok] I replied by putting up a thumb emoticon.

Now it's still showing half-nine time, meaning I'll be waiting for about half an hour. I took advantage of that time to continue part two. The one I had previously completed part one.

I who have a hobby of writing capital, does not make me find much difficulty in writing.

All I want to learn is how to upload writing in the application, I have only read it all this time.

After part two was finished, it turned out that the day had shown nine.

I tried to see the incoming message in whatsapp and it turns out there is already a message from a kind author.

Yes indeed I keep the number with the name of a kind author.

[Let's start learning, go to mesengger!]

Begitulan. Indeed from the beginning he had said that his learning would be done dimesengger.

I immediately headed to the mesengger.

[Sister's night, can we start sis?]

Sapaku.

[Can, you can ask a question about writing a novel first] he replied.

I started questioning everything I didn't know about the app.

I did question the app more than I wrote it.

He answered and explained very clearly, so the more open my mind and desire to write immediately.

[You will know more about the application later after you live it directly. Have you ever written or have you written a novel?]

That was the message he sent me after we asked him a long answer.

[I only have two parts.] I'm ashamed to be ashamed.

[You know the title?]

I immediately told him the title.

[Good. I'm not just teaching you to publish a novel. But make sure your writing too. Well, try to send the part you wrote to me! Type it here. Just little.]

[If your writing is neat, it means you don't have to learn to write anymore, just learn to publish.]

The message came from him again.

Without a doubt, because I really want to try my luck in writing, I immediately send part one that I have written.

He seemed to have opened my message, but never replied. I was worried and afraid that my writing would not be interesting.

After a few minutes, it looks like he is typing, well maybe he was reading my story first. I'm the one who's been prejudiced strangely.

I am happy to be pleased with his comments. I am getting ready to write immediately.

I haven't had time to reply to her message, she's been seen typing again.

[But later if you have entered the application at least one part must be a thousand words yes!]

Ting ting, the message went in again

Well here I began to doubt, if I could write a thousand-word part. I then manually counted the words I wrote in part one, it turned out to be only six hundred words. I'm getting doubtful. It's only two parts, I can't afford a thousand words, what about many parts later? I'm starting to be unsure here.

I said what I feared to this kind-hearted author.

[So I hesitated to write a thousand words in each part, these are only two parts I was not able to get a thousand words, I just counted] the message I sent.

[You write it first, later if it is still less, you just add sweetener story, you can add it at the top or middle of the part! Don't hesitate, I'm sure you can, it's you because you're still just writing. Later as time goes by, and you are used to writing, do not be a thousand words for one part, update for three or four parts with each part a thousand words surely you jabanin.] The reply was followed by a spirit emoticon.

I'm getting dizzy thinking about this. But this kind-hearted author seems convinced that I can.

While I was starting to be unsure.

I still think about his words.

Because I haven't returned the message either.

[Look, I have a special trick on how to keep us from writing a thousand words. So look, for example, the chapter you will write later you already have an idea, and you have prepared, but kok little you know. At least a hundred words. Well, the beginning of the chapter you wrote first is stale. For example, tell him who used to be, a second role or companion. Or the first role is taking a bath or eating, the activities he pokonya. And...After many words***** that whimper, you just connect to the core story. So your fun chapter is below the chapter. So the grumpy despite the beginning of the rambling chapter.]

He explained at length, accompanied by examples. I started to open my mind a little.

I was busy with my own thoughts.

Message from him back in

[Try first. You can get a lot of words. The atmosphere around the role as well. Like what you wrote earlier was a lot of rambling. Long-winded does not mean boring. That nice. I have to go to the novel first. Tomorrow morning if you have time, we'll call again at ten. But if you are busy. You can continue at night.]

With a little doubt I returned the message.

[Okay, I'll try, we continue tomorrow night, brother, because I'm busy with ambassadors in the afternoon] I reply while putting smile and thumb emoticons.

I began to think about the advice and input given by the kindly author. I re-added the story in part one, according to the direction it gave.

After a long time this fingers wrestle with the keyboard hp. I also feel like I'm out of ideas. I went back to counting word by word, without my guessing I was finally able to break through a thousand four hundred and sixty-nine words.

Wow cool! I murmured in my heart.

I am very happy with this achievement. I didn't expect to be able to break through a thousand words, even this had greatly exceeded the target to be achieved.

I went to Part two. Because I just type in chatt whatsapp, and I send it to whatsapp husband, so as not to disappear. So it does not look how many times I wrote the words, I also returned to calculate it manually. It seems less.

I read it again and turned my brain to what I should add. That night I was late in writing, until the clock showed me eleven o'clock at night. Because I feel that I have added a lot I am counting it again.

Finally I reached in one thousand seventy-nine words. I smiled happily. The second time I hit the target.

But suddenly, my son was crying, and I immediately carried him, I was still holding the phone, intending to put him to sleep while reading and editing if there was still a typo.

Suddenly I don't know what's depressed, all the chat in whatsapp I lost.