Great Novelist

“Isabella.”

“It's been a while.”

It was the bookstore staff who greeted her. Despite his grades as an Ivy League admirer, his story of choosing to work in a bookstore was already well known in this industry. Since I was a kid, I've been passionate about the space called the bookstore. He's more of a bookstore guy than any other employee.

I knew a lot about books.

“Are you here for the book you ordered? ”

“Yes. You're here. ”

“Of course. I arrived safely. ”

Don't forget to take it from the register. Isabella nods. I spoke with him about the trend of the bookstore recently. He suddenly lowers his voice and asks her.

“Any news on the new coin? Give me a heads-up if you do. ”

The voice contained deep affection. He was a passionate reader of Kelly Coin.

“Well, he's always writing something, but he doesn't know how to present it to the world. ”

“Oh, don't do that. ”

People who loved his books didn't hide their affections because they looked like him. The gentle gesture isn't bad, but Isabella doesn't open her mouth. He retreats, returning his appetite.

“I thank coincidence. ”

“Coincidence?”

“Yes, mutant coincidences in paragraphs. ”

I call it a strange nickname by chance. I'm not wrong about that. I had no choice but to see him walking.

“Have we met by chance? The Coin Tale is already well known. You were with Isabella. ”

“If you're trying to get something from me, you're wasting your time. Let's keep talking about you. What do you mean," thank you "? ”

“You cut it with a dagger. ”

He said without disappointment that he didn't expect it.

“I'm not the only one thanking coincidence. Everyone who loves coins will. You hand-delivered coins. It's really hard to see him sitting there so quietly. ”

Is that what you're saying? Isabella agreed.

“I agree with that. ”

There was, of course, a lot going on at the Enula Awards, but nothing like that. You can rest assured that you are blocked in advance from going out in the middle or spilling the board once you put it in the president. He was furiously aware that it was a stage of chance. So...

He didn't want to go inside the chairman.

“Is he going to the Hugo Prize? ”

Isabella smiles, excited by the short sentence. He finally got a quote.

“You're a thorough writer by any chance. You never forget either. ”

“Oh my God."

He clenches his tiny fist.

“I hope that day comes soon. ”

“We don't have much time. ”

The employee killed his voice and asked.

“Do you think it's a coincidence we're going to double crown? ”

Isabella raises her mouth.

“I think you know that better as a bookstore employee than I do. because the public side of the statue is strong. What do you think? Coincidence book. ”

“That's nothing to say. The language of God followed by sublimation. There are traces of birds. There are cries. People who want to know a writer by chance buy his book. You know, there are a lot of people who are curious about what a coincidence is. There's always a bookstore full of accidental writers.

Growing up is natural. ”

The employee called sublimation a black book and specifically said it was to his liking.

“The Black Book has all the elements that I love. Philosophy, life, tension, the author's experimental spirit. I drew an ending that no one had ever shown. I really admire you.No matter who you are, you will never throw away the Black Book. ”

“Okay, okay. ”

Isabella turns her eyes to the book to get away from his endless story once it begins.

“Actually, it's a secret, but employees are expecting an overwhelming number of coincidence awards. ”

To Isabella, who was astonished, he asked her until the end.

“Don't forget to tell me the new coin. ”

The employee went back to work without listening to an answer. Isabella shakes her head and leaves the bookstore. After she left, many books were sold in the bookstore, and the name was coincidence.

“Susan, I'm here. ”

“Welcome. ”

Isabella has been visiting the Coin House for a long time. It was to check on the status of a new piece that the employee really wanted to know. He climbs into the podium and starts writing.

“Here. You wanted to read this. ”

Isabella handed over the book from the bookstore to her. Susan checks the title of the book and sweeps Isabella's cheek.

“Go after lunch. ”

“That would be great. ”

After a brief greeting with Susan, Isabella naturally goes upstairs. Since the door was firmly closed, the first thing to welcome her was the aroma of caffeine.

“Here I am. ”

There was no answer. He was sitting at a desk full of materials and books, staring at the screen without even giving him a glance. In four months, I completed the first copy of the feature novel. Of course, it must have been consistent for a long time, but his writing speed was great.

“How's it going? How's it going? ”

“If you're good, you don't quit. ”

Nervous tone. Sensitive. It was a familiar situation. He was the earliest person to leave his post.

“Damn it.”

It was an insult to his writing. Finding the best path by denying yourself is painful for everyone. It was like watching a game you had lost hundreds of times in sports. Retirement is more like writing a script and another story.

C. That is, the next game. Analyzes and corrects the defeat factor to advance to the next match. Repeat it, then release when you are somewhat satisfied. The results of the match are divided into different criteria and all scoring periods vary. A round of applause after the winner of the match dies.

The state also had a judging panel.

“There's still time. You can take your time. ”

“What am I supposed to do slowly when these damn sentences are interfering with my novel? ”

“Take pity on those damn sentences as they come from inside you. ”

“You're the one who's gonna tell me to love shit. ”

Isabella chuckles. I knew you'd be so stubborn. I opened the window and ventilated the air. He just looked at the screen, erased the sentence, changed the paragraph, then reversed the overall order and then repeated it again. Sometimes my hands were busy moving, even when they weren't moving at all.

There was.

“I feel like I don't have enough support. ”

“Where are you going? ”

“The way to the crisis is not good enough. ”

Isabella reads what he says over his shoulder. It's a good article.

“I have enough tension. ”

“That's why you can't. I want to collect it and blow it up. You shouldn't feel it already. ”

It flows. It's ugly. I don't like it. I repeated those words. Isabella lets him do what he wants. He doesn't even officially hand over the manuscript, but if he intervenes, he starts acting like a child. He sighs and leans on his back. The eyes are still on the screen.

It was fixed, but it meant to take a break. I put the real reason for visiting here in my mouth.

“Now you know you have to prepare for the Hugo prize, right? ”

“Damn it.”

He scratches the back of his head.

“You know the World Convention is in Colorado, right? ”

The awards ceremony is held at the World Convention, a large SF festival held annually. It could have been the highlight of the festival. Readers follow the roots of the statue. In other words, it is the most enjoyable form of award ceremony for readers.

“Damn, I need a drink. ”

“Don't even think about it. ”

Isabella interrupts him at once and speaks to prevent him from thinking towards alcohol.

“You promised me coincidence. I stopped by the bookstore before I got here, and all the staff were expecting an accidental winner. ”

“What a coincidence. ”

“I was motivated to go to the awards ceremony this time. There will be good things in the statue. ”

At this point, I waited for coins to refute or curse. But he was silent. He seemed to be thinking of something rather than being silent. I was waiting for him to think of something about the post, but he opened his mouth instead of putting his hands on the keyboard.

“That's not fair.”

It was a very vivid sound. Moreover, the face of the person who talked about injustice was mixed with a nasty laugh. I frowned at the bad feeling.

“What are you talking about? ”

“Literally. That's not fair. Why am I the only one on a plane? That's not my prize. ”

“That's because you did me a favor by accident. It's your will.”

“That's not fair.”

It doesn't make any sense. I wrote the impression of Isabal. Are you talking back about not going to the awards ceremony?

“You have to attend. ”

I warned him before he spoke. The coin replies.

“Tell them to come by accident. ”

I doubted my ears for a moment.

“· · · · · · · Yes? ”

“Call it coincidence. ”

“· · · · · · · Do you think that makes sense now? ”

If that were possible, coincidence wouldn't have risked it and asked Coin to accept surrogacy. In fact, there was a tremendous amount of hazing at the Inula Victory Ceremony where the American Asian staff had been mistaken by chance. It's full of cameras and even broadcasts live footage.

With Isabella's mouth wide open, Coin shakes her hand.

“Who's holding the awards ceremony? I get on a plane, he gets on a plane. I'm not the only one who can do that. ”

“So?”

“I invite you to my house. ”

“Ha.”

Stubbornness started again.

“Are you going to act small? Sounds like an invitation. What nonsense is that? ”

“Who's narrow? How hard can it be to be invited to my house? Let's call it a coincidence. I'll send you a plane ticket from here. On the way over. Caught me delayed. It's better if a hurricane comes. ”

Isabella folds her arms and asks.

“You're kidding, right?”

“Hurricanes.”

Eyes meet. Eyes bloodied by the iron field are more dangerous than usual. Isabella snorts.

“He's a minor. I go to school.”

“Coincidentally, there's something I need to learn from school. ”

“That's not for us to decide. ”

“Yes, well said. Let's send out the invitations. It's a coincidence whether they come or not. ”

When Isabella is silent, the coin snorts with confidence.

“My house is more attractive than school. ”

Isabella raises her hand. The plane ticket said, thinking he should prepare.

“I'm sure the writer will refuse. ”

“He'll be here. ”

Isabella sighs. I said it before I left his room.

“Be sure to prepare for the awards ceremony. ”

“You still don't know me that well. I've never been in the middle of anything since I was born. ”

“If he gets bored, does he run away from the event? ”

“I decide where it ends. ”

“You don't have to talk. ”

Isabella leaves the room and goes down the stairs. I was working hard to calculate the timing of the coincidence in my head. I was going to add many times that it was okay to refuse.

End of Double Crown (1)

lim Han-baek