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We die like web authors

No editing. A chapter a day. We die like web series authors. Don't take it too seriously. What is the dream? Reincarnation? OP life cheats? An ultimate system? An ultimate writing system? Yeah sure does sound nice, too bad this author gets none of that. Tune in for the random life of a slow hobby writer and the ratatouille- style hamster that actually runs the place. Enjoy ramblings, writer's block, distractions in every chapter and a lot of internal arguing as author and hamster battle it out. Find spoilers in CC's other novels. Read into the nerdy worldbuilding research, cry in the editing room and drink too much tea. This is half novel half ranting exp adding tears. Not a diary. Maybe just entertain yourself for 2 seconds. This has been CC and Mr. Hamster's daily life.

CCmei · Urban
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11 Chs

fORgots

Today was another sunny peaceful day where nothing happens BUT BUSY.

If you asked CC what happened today, she could not answer you. Can't recall at all. She remembered she ate half a calzone for lunch? Everything else? Nope. Maybe something Covid-19 related?

"Your stupid human slave pen is medical related so yes, it was that." bites Mr. Hamster, doing research in CC's brain deadness. The hamster was looking up ancient roman aqueducts, yes bathrooms and fresh water supplies are very important to world-building. CC and Mr. Hamster likey. They also like semi-arches, pretty useful arches.

Nerds.

"Huh? Mr. Hamster when did I zone out?"

"Like....after lunch."

"Oh!"

Ah yes the life of an office slave was .....mind numbing. So many phone calls. So many Covid-19 test scams.

"Mr. Hamster did I finish the press release rewrite for the doctors?"

"Ya."

"K cool. Did I do a good job."

"No. I did."

CC kinda remembers now, translating doctor speak was hard. Especially when they're cussing and crying about how stupid their patients are. It sounded a lot like high school teachers correcting their students homework.

"Remember everyone, don't get scammed so easily- do your research. Yes that was the motto!"

"Meh. " squeaked the hamster, not caring about the high scam rate of humans in their scary pandemics.

Hamsters just want to scam readers. Of their feels. Tears and feels.

Money would be cool but tears and feels. THe goal was to scam them into a sense of quiet security and then TRUCK-SAN them into oblivion with feels. The only problem was that the hoooooman it controlled was also slammed by the same truck of feels. Why are humans so troublesome?

"I'm so sleepy again Mr. Hamster. Did we get any more work done?"

The hamster was mad.

So the answer was no.

"YOU ZONED OUT RESPONDING TO COMMENTS!!!"

"Again?"

"SOmetimes you passed out and I had to take over!!!"

"Oh thanks for thank Mr. Hamster! I think the readers like your answers more because they're so detailed with the facts."

"FACTS SMACTS I WANT SUFFERING"

CC would argue more but she was too brain dead. She did however recall it being a wonderful update bc then she would get lots of comments. Despite what the hamster complained about, both human and hamsters liked comments.

For they were authors.

Weak weak attention-seeking authors that fangirl/hamster over their own novels.

Speak and you shall receive.

"k cool, I'm gonna pass out again."

"NOT HERE, NO DON'T LEAVE ME IN FRONT OF THE SCREEN,!!!"

"zzzzzzzzzz"

"Go to bed normally! YOu have work tomorrow!"

"zzzzzzzzzz"

And so once again, CC will wake up with a strange kink in her neck and a ringing hamster in her ear.She will not get enough sleep, again, and work will make her run aorund like a headless chicken in a medical face mask. Again.

But the comments were nice.

Comments keep authors alive. Tomorrow CC would reread all her comments, again.

And maybe food too.

In this case, it was screaming hamsters that weren't wrong. What would this human ever do without the evil writing hamster? Write more fluff maybe?

"GO TO BED."

"zzzzzzzzzz"