Chapter 10 postscript

The eighth volume of "Poetry of Martial Arts Madness" has become the longest novel series I have ever written in terms of word count, surpassing the previous "Killing Zen".It may not be much compared to some famous predecessors, but it is a very interesting commemoration for me personally. It took me more than ten years to conceive and write the eight volumes of "Killing Zen"; today's "Budoku", from October 2008 to the present, is also eight volumes, and it took more than two years to write.The past two years seem to be more fulfilling than the sum of the previous ten years of writing career.To describe it as a cliché, it's like sitting in a sports car of another class.

Looking back at the Hong Kong Book Fair in the summer of 2008, a few months before the release of "Martial Arts", I didn't even launch a new book, as if I had completely become an outsider and fell into a trough in my career. But it also made me see a fact clearly: writing novels is the only thing I can master and use to prove my own existence.It is like a sword to a swordsman. Recalling the mood at that time now, it seems to be far away.When the eighth volume of this volume was published, the manga version of "Poetry of Budokan" had already been released, and the entire multimedia adaptation plan was launched.To be honest, it is indeed a step closer to my dream.But it is also the starting point of a new battle.

Just like Jing Li's uncle said: Nothing has been completed yet. No one can predict the success or failure of the future; but because of the past ten years, no matter whether it is a big ups or downs in the future, I think we can probably face it with a normal heart, right?Just like what was quoted once in the previous postscript: Nothing in life is useless. Then, try to keep a steady pace and keep doing what is true to you. There is no better way. The story strives to be magnificent and ups and downs; but the writing life outside the story is just the opposite. Only by maintaining a stable and balanced heart can it be easy to survive the protracted battle of writing.

So there is one person to thank. my wife. I read an interview with the famous British-Indian writer Rushdie in a magazine. When people asked him if he regretted writing "The Devil's Psalms", his answer was very interesting: "Books, in the end, are not defined by the people Who don't like them." ——Books, in the final analysis, are given meaning by those who like it. Qiao Jingfu April 8, 2011