Great Novelist

“Kelly Coin. ”

Isabella calls out his name. It was a voice filled with anxiety and disbelief. The horn rang twice from a distance. Kelly Coin, who was in the car, looks out the window for a moment and stares straight ahead. I did not like the look on my face.

“Let's just get through today, please. ”

“We were always safe. ”

“No. You're the only one who's ever been safe. ”

The coin shakes its hand. It meant I didn't want to continue this consuming conversation anymore. Isabella ignores his intentions.

“You should not run out in the middle, punch the interviewer in the face, or swear. ”

“Ha.”

The coin sighs and inhales the coffee in its hand. Supersized coffee was already more than half empty Kelly Coin feels bad. It is because of the bad car ride, the advice of disbelief flying next to it, and the annoying interviews that will now take place. But it was a coincidence that one of them was the biggest. I've heard that arrogant little boy has been nominated for the Cannula.

The language of God raises questions for God. In addition to the proposition that nothing lasts forever, he showed the changing world and effectively expressed the stereoscopic characters affected by it. The scientific and historical facts and language that make up the world view will dramatically improve the completeness of the work.

I didn't have a lot of color to be a candidate.

“Do you care about coincidence? ”

Isabella's voice intervenes in the middle of her thoughts. Coin says with a small frown.

“Quiet if you know. ”

“I know, I'm talking to you. Do you think you'll win a prize? ”

“What do you know? The judges will take care of it. ”

“I think I'll ride. ”

Coin glances at her. I was pretty sure.

“It's time for a winner to start in Asia. I was interested in the inner China. What a coincidence. ”

“Huh. Lucky for them, I focused on pure literature this year. ”

Isabella did not deny the pretentious words. Kelly Coin was a total of four award-winning writers. I just left a note.

“Where did the complainer live when he won the award? ”

“I just didn't want to be seen by those pretending to be badasses. ”

“Don't ever say that during an interview. ”

“Deciding my answer is a question. ”

“It's your brain. ”

The car stopped. It doesn't matter if it's China or coincidence. No matter how great and great the literary statue may be, it cannot be greater than the work itself. Can't be before a writer. That's all there is to it. The trembling and joyful feeling you feel when you receive it doesn't last long. All the trophies and medals were drinking dust in the warehouse. They're like ribbons next to a piece of art. It draws attention, but someday it will be loosened and roll around the ground. It's not the ribbon that the person who picked the book remembers and keeps it. The touching feeling there will continue as long as the writing is alive.

“We're here.”

Coin and Isabella get out of the car.

“Nice to meet you.”

Cameras and lights, couches and rugs. A short greeting with the interviewer, the coin twists its legs and twists its chin. The interviewer prepared the broadcast as if he had expected the attitude of such coins. I had a feeling it would already be a boring interview in Coin's head. Coins inhaled pre-filled coffee. Behind the camera Isabella narrows her eyes and squirms. I wasn't interested in what he said.

“Kelly, it's taken me a long time to get you in this chair. ”

He sits across from you and says in a slightly excited tone. The coin nods expressionlessly.

“Yes, because I didn't want to come out. ”

The interviewer laughed and Isabella frowned.

“People like you can't just live in the world. ”

“That's a big misunderstanding. If it turns out to be a worthless interview, it's going to happen on this rustic couch right now. ”

“Oh no. You can't do that. I'll do my best."

The set is up with a joke about me. The place that was disorderly was sunk after exchanging the signatures of the beginning. The interviewer first led the conversation to Kelly Coin's work with formal words. The latest. The hit. Impressive work and famous anecdotes.

The question followed. I felt willing to dig a little deeper into the writer's life. The writer's life is a good material for interpretation of his work. He uncovers events that may have been unconsciously reflected in the environment, in people, in exhibitions, or in contemporary writers. The coin leaves its innermost core behind and tosses the information around like a lure to its prey. He answers cleverly and skillfully to get away from the most important fact by being distracted by a lump of meat in front of his eyes.

“There was a period recently when I was badly criticized and hesitated. Of course, you did a great job, but did you visit a country called Korea? ”

“Yes, I did. In fact, criticism didn't affect me. It doesn't help to hear about people who are generous and strict with me. It's like a baby crying. Feed me. Change my diaper. It's all about getting comfortable. No matter what other people think, my writing doesn't change. It's still printed.”

The coin replies, covering its mouth as much as possible. I did not use rough words. Isabella's face still didn't look good. The interviewer continued to ask questions.

“Then why did you go to Korea? ”

“To see a concerned writer with my own eyes. on a journey.”

I think it's more accurate to say you met Dum during your trip. The coin adds a rash of words.

“Who was the author who cared? ”

The answer was not difficult.

“Coincidence.”

The staff responded to the name. The interviewer also nodded.

“The youngest of the nominees for this cannula. He's a writer who's been hearing the news ever since. He's one of the most talented writers of all ages. How do you see it? What kind of a coincidence did you come across as a writer yourself? ”

“He was just a good English kid. ”

“Yes?”

Coin was the quote in the repeated interviewer.

“I didn't meet with coincidence and plan. I flew to Korea before I could get in touch with the publisher. I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to say. But I need coffee. So I grabbed everybody and I followed them for a while, and I saw that face in the publisher again. ”

“Wait a minute. Is that a coincidence? ”

“Yes.”

The interviewer was surprised. It was an interesting story.

“So, to recap, the first encounter with coincidence happened without your knowledge? By any chance, did you think you were Kelly Coin? ”

“Of course.”

“Yes, of course. Haha. This is amazing. ”

The interviewer was curious about the process of asking him to translate.

“If you're free, it's a coincidence. ”

The coin is briefly deduced. The interviewer tried to listen to one more detail, but it ended in failure.

“What does coincidence look like? Now, I know this is a very strange and difficult question, but I can't help but ask. ”

“He was a man with two eyes and a nose. ”

“Weren't you invited to his house or not? ”

“No.”

“Have you ever visited the United States by chance? ”

“Why are you asking me that? ”

Eventually, the interviewer surrendered with both hands raised.

“But you do appreciate his linguistic skills, don't you? ”

“Enough to speak the language of the gods. ”

“You have the skills to translate your writing. There's a reason they're called geniuses. ”

The interviewer asked freshly.

“Do you feel at risk?

The coin rears its mouth in a reflexive manner.

“What kind of crisis? Writing is not a match or a fight. ”

“But there are times when you think you're worse than everyone else. Writing is definitely not a game or a fight, but it's not just one thing. You get jealous when you share with a lot of people. ”

“Is this a review?”

“Of course, interviews aren't games or fights, but I'm always jealous of my colleagues. ”

“Haha, I seem to have forgotten because of coincidence, but I'm the one you're interviewing. Kelly Coin. If I thought I couldn't write, I wouldn't have time for an interview. ”

Isabella shakes her hand over the camera. It means take a deep breath. Kelly Coin ignores her words. Isabella goes to her handler and starts talking. It's probably about saying, "I'm going to interview you." This was common with longtime interviewers and Kelly Coin. The interviewer asked another question to adjust the flow for a moment.

“What was the main conversation you had with coincidence? ”

“Well, paprika and unicorns. ”

Although the interviewer did not understand, he narrowed his eyes but did not change his words.

“Are paprika and unicorns the subject? ”

“The theme of the story was alcoholism. ”

“That would have been a one-sided conversation. ”

“I don't mean to sound like a radio here, but I'd say it wasn't bad. ”

The interviewer raised his mug and slashed his neck. You fix the sitting position briefly and face the coin.

“Then what does coincidence think of you?

What kind of coincidence does Kelly Coin have in her heart? I'll be jealous. I'll be in control. I wonder if he's smiling arrogantly, saying it's nothing. The coin does not answer. The interviewer quickly noticed why he was postponing his answer.

“Haven't you heard? ”

“None.”

The coin is lost in thought. I didn't know what he thought of himself by accident. I didn't ask. If I don't ask by chance, I don't answer. The first time he saw himself, he pretended not to know. I was interested in what the interviewer said. How does he see the author Kelly Coin? Coin was conscious enough to reach Korea. What are the chances of that?

“Let me ask.”

“Yes?”

“Let's ask coincidence. ”

The interviewer's head quickly turned around. That's now.

“Where's my phone? ”

It was a coincidence I was going to call. A coincidence to hide who you are. A coincidence that covers your face. He and Coin will talk.

The interviewer opened his eyes wide and made eye contact with the person standing behind the camera. The manager was also watching him with a nervous expression. The blue eyes move desperately to not miss an opportunity. Isabella stares at him in horror. Only Kelly Coin pledged.

“Huh · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The interviewer closed his mouth no matter what he tried to say. There must be a lag, so can I call suddenly or get permission by chance, but the question came up to my neck, but I swallowed it hard. If you lose contact with accidents on your own terms, you won't be able to sleep for a week.

Phew. A small voice emanates from the coin's phone in your ear. Coin responds accordingly. They were all killing their breath.

“What do you think of me? ”

There was a reaction on the other side of the coin's crazy question. I couldn't hear well. I wanted to bring the microphone closer. But I couldn't take Kelly Coin's phone. In the field, I was busy moving to catch the sound of coincidence. The coin shares a few more words and answers.

“It's me in the middle of an interview. ”

Step Out (3) End

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