At the stroke of midnight on July 1st, "National Forensic Doctor" was on the shelves.
I can't help but reminisce about the time my first book went on sale... Lately, I've been prone to looking back, perhaps worried that I won't be able to break through anymore.
When I occasionally glance at the group chat, many old readers are still there. Many of them don't really read my books anymore, but they persist in chatting in the group, which is both heartwarming and sad.
Breaking through has always been tough for an author. When I decided to write a new book, I couldn't help but look back at my previous works. Often, I find it hard to determine if what I'm continuing is correct, if my breakthroughs are outdated, if there is a path to follow, or a new path to forge for the direction I'm moving in.