Great Novelist

“Whew.”

He lets out a deep breath and rubs his shoulders together. I felt a blank sensation when I stopped writing, and I could feel the hot stare on my desk edge. It was twins.

“What did you write this time? ”

What kind of writing? I turned my gaze to a manuscript filled with boxes.

“Failed.”

In that short answer, the twins face their disbelief openly. But it was true. It was about the nails. When I woke up, it was a short story about arriving in a world where the concept of nails had disappeared.

“Nails are words that refer to hard keratinous plates on the fingertips. ”

You spread your fingers. The twins' eyes meet in one place.

“The people in the novels don't put these little bits in their mouths. ”

The world where the speaker woke up and arrived was the only world that changed. No one pays attention to the trivial things hanging at their fingertips. The speaker just lives a peaceful life. And I noticed it exactly 10 years later. Everyone except themselves does not know the existence of nails. I don't put the word nail in my mouth.

“It's part of your body. Nails are protective organs. ”

That's what the official said. Nails are small shields. It always protects you from getting hurt if you run into a lot of things on the front. His arms said.

“Maybe it's because it's so trivial. ”

“That's right. It's not like he's in good communication with Seogwang. ”

You hear the laughter of the crowd next to you. He twisted his jaw and said the question of his novel.

“What do nail clippers mean in this world? ”

This time the jewels burst into laughter. How did nail clippers develop in a world where nails are ignored? As long as something on your fingertips grows, an object has been developed to defeat it.

“Maybe it's just a garbage can? If you don't care, you can't even be treated properly, right? ”

A shiver shakes his head at the words of the jewel. He suddenly stopped writing and was deeply troubled.

“No. We live in a state of little awareness of the existence of dead skin cells, right? But I don't feel like dumping my bathtub. Rather, high-end products can be sold at very high prices. ”

“Oh, people can be indifferent where it costs them? ”

“There's a word for waste. If the cost of that waste comes back very far in the future, it's possible. Consider the pollution of the environment.It's worrying, but disposable. ”

“But it's not a luxury item. ”

“Well, yes, but I can think about it that way. ”

“Isn't there any nail art there? ”

The line breaks through. He nods slowly.

“Nothing. Fancy nails are never to be seen. ”

“Will you paint the garbage? ”

“Why? You know, graffiti stuff. Painting on the walls. ”

“The nails in the novel are below the walls. ”

Spring frowned and said small.

“Sorry about the fingernails. If you don't have these nails, you're going to have a very painful life. ”

He smiled and told me about the secret of his fingernails in the novel.

“The nails of the people here are very strong. There's no need to get hurt. I don't know the pain I suffer when my nails are gone. ”

Then you might not know. The children vaguely understood the forgotten world of the existence of nails.

“This is so much fun. What's a failure? ”

“Nail clippers. ”

Seonhua frowned. He was a horse.

“When I think about it, I think people in this world have more advanced things than nail clippers in any other world. You need strong nail clippers to cut strong nails. But does that mean you know the amazing strength of your nails? You should know how great nails can be when you know they don't break for shit. ”

“Definitely.”

That's not right. Of course, I can think about it a little longer, so I can give you an excuse. I could make as many sentences as I could to fill the void between my nails and my nails and my person's relationship.

“For example, nail clippers are also things that depend on being born like nails, and you don't know what they look like. ”

“It all worked out at once. ”

“Great. Maybe some evolutionary mani-pedis, some mani-pedi stuff. ”

The children focused on the phrase as if they had seen the correct answer. I looked into it. This is the problem. What he wanted to use was not a nail shark. It was not an evolution theory of nail clippers. It was the story of arrogant people who erased the existence of their fingernails.

“What a failure. ”

“No, if you name something like that, what do you want us to do? ”

His arm says, "Seogwang has made a blatant mockery and looks behind him."

“How dare you compare yourself to this guy? ”

“· · · · · · · got cocky. ”

“Yes, yes. Know thyself. This is the most important thing for writing. ”

The most illiterate person makes that noise. He looks at him with tired eyes.

“But this part of the description is amazing. ”

The jewel I was reading, taking the manuscript, said. The part she was pointing at with her nails was that the speaker opened his eyes in the morning and was captivated by the strange senses. The speaker ignores the senses on the surface that nothing changes. The public and the arms stare at it.

“I guess that's what makes people good at writing. You can write crazy scenes like you've seen them. ”

“Like a river. ”

The public who was desperate for water added. Maybe so. Everyone but the twins looked up to the relaxed Lord.

“You're really from another world, aren't you? ”

“You caught me.”

I brought the manuscript back and said,

“We all come from the womb of our mothers. In a way, it can be interpreted as a world cut off from the outside. ”

“The door.”

Suddenly, he groaned at the power of the door that created the world. His arms are bitten.

“So what are you going to do about it? ”

“Put it in the box. ”

You will enter a tall stack of chests filled with rooms. This lump of paper is added to the many failures that he has passed.

“How's the sublimation going? ”

“Oh, yes. ”

The prosthetic arm ends the death sentence of the sand in one piece. And then I chose sublimation. The public chose to cry, but Moon received a small warning that it is not good to continue writing the same author's book. That was true for the co-workers as well. They pledged not to write this book by chance for a while.

He asked his co-worker for progress. He said he had just passed the start. He raises a slight stigmata and kills the voice.

“But I've actually stopped at the end first. ”

“I understand.”

I got interrupted.

“The end of sublimation is like beef tenderness. ”

Children who did not know what fleshly flesh was did not understand that metaphor. Often referred to as the tastiest part of the beef, it is considered the best for oral use. It was also known to produce only 5 kg per person. Since it's meat and marbling, I gave up the benefits of the bacon and asked my prostitute.

“How was your first bite of flesh? ”

“That's... ”

His arms hesitate, barely able to find the right words for his senses.

“It deserves to be called excellence. ”

“And?”

“Whatever the next meal is, I don't think I can do this alone. ”

His eyes were busy.

“I wanted as many people as possible to know the greatness. ”

“I see.”

He nods.

“Humid.”

Opening the glass door at the botanical garden entrance, the moist young air touches the tip of the nose. I smelled a sweet aroma in between. He could easily find the owner of that scent. Flowers. Flowers bloom in the Botanical Garden. Those who were hiding themselves during the winter grew buds with their heads held high in time. I took a short walk inside while looking at the flowers that exhibited various colors with their personality.

“Hello."

When he opened the door, there was a butterfly. He greeted her after a long time. She greets herself with a warm welcome. She is still dressed in her confident demeanor. On the table were her cell phone and two cups of coffee.

“There were flowers growing in the botanical garden. ”

“I saw it, too. Butterflies will be busy now. ”

She smiles in repentance as she looks at herself in the chair.

“You know that the volume of God's language has exploded, right? ”

She looked very happy.

“Yes, thanks to the cannula, right? ”

“They sell 30 copies a minute online. ”

Named after the Cannula Prize nominee, they were selling more than twice as well, even though they were already best-sellers.

“The Cannula award is not only an award for being selected as a nominee, but also for being recognized by experts who are not readers. It's a great article, and it's like saying, you know, it's good for your life. ”

Like sneakers worn by athletes or cosmetics worn by celebrities, I already know the ingredients and structure. That's good stuff. The book was no different. A book that has been read and acknowledged by world-class award judges. The butterfly said in a voice with an uncovered joy.

“Your popularity in America is piercing the sky. They're trying to import other books called coincidences quickly. I've never done this before. We've always tried to take a shit to fit into the low odds. ”

The translation books in the U.S. market are only two percent. Compete in each country to get within that two percent. Literature, among other things, Korean literature. Butterflies recall trying to get through that narrow hole, such as the subway.

“This has never happened before in history. ”

There was also some snow in the words.

“There are more than one or two bookstores that are out of stock. Have you heard that Korean novels are out of stock at overseas bookstores? There's a growing chain of orders from all over the country. ”

It's selling like crazy. In a nutshell. Four of the world's largest SF literature, with a half-century history, was enormous. There was a coincidence that the specialties were combining to make it more synergistic. Her agency said she was recruiting a group of global writers for the first time. Even though several interviews or coverage requests were coming from domestic and abroad, they said it was difficult in busy times, the smile stayed on the butterfly's mouth. I had never been interested in a publishing agency. There was no reason to dislike her personality.

“Famous critics overseas admire the language of God, and they're already moving around with Korean subtitles. doubting and appalled that the author had really created all those languages. ”

Her eyes glow dangerously.

End of Two Crowns (1)

lim Han-baek