Great Novelist

“Congratulations on the double crown. ”

“I was really moved when your name rang out to the president. ”

Dongbaek and Rose sitting on the red wallpaper said. I met them for the first time since they received the consolation prize. The two of them were there when he was watching the scene live from Coin's house. He bowed his head and expressed his gratitude. Without them, the language of God would not exist in its current form. A book passes through the hands of many people until it reaches the world. The award for the work is never an honor to be alone.

“How have you been in America? ”

Roses asks. She's curious about the visit to Coin's house. He briefly told me about Coin's apartment in Manhattan and the villa he had only recently visited through the cornfield. In the story of Kelly Coin and no one else, Roses and Dongbaek opened their ears and heard interesting things.

“I ate the breakfast Coin gave me. ”

“Oh my God, what was it like? ”

“Just baked bacon. ”

The bacon itself was delicious, so it was just grilled. Rose looked at herself as if she were jealous. She said she enjoys reading Kelly Coin's work.

“What about you, editor? How was the convention? ”

“Excellent.”

Rose raised her thumb without hesitation. They told me a lot about what they saw there. The world convention is different every year, so the shape of the event changes slightly, but the festival held in Denver was strong.

“I've been asking a lot of questions about you. ”

It is natural to ask questions about writers who did not appear there. Roses turn the tables at the Chinese restaurant. The food on top changes positions.

“I've heard a lot of people ask me to show you pictures. ”

“A lot of people wondered how to write. ”

“The writer asked me what kind of books you often look at. ”

“Who is your favorite Hollywood star?" ”

Roses said it was a unique experience. I thought the round piercing between her noses would be more glowing there.

“In fact, I've been asked questions every day in Korea, and I feel fresh in the United States. ”

She discussed the questioner's name. There were best-selling writers in the United States, editors of British publishers, and senior executives at the Association. There were candidates for the same recognition award. It was not unusual for such names to come up as the place was a place.

“Did you have fun?”

Dongbaek smiled at the pure question.

“Actually, I was away on business, so I had a lot of things to worry about. There were big and small problems in the area. But I'm sure it's an unforgettable memory. ”

“It's the first time in Korea. I was proud of the outcome as much as I was burdened. ”

He stabbed the squid in the white soup with his chopsticks.

“Do you want me to be there? ”

It was a clear tone, but the content was meaningful. Dongbaek and Rose exchanged their eyes. It seemed that a world-class writer was thinking about something important. Rose opened the horse door first.

“Well, it would have been great for us. If you're here, I think you've had your fun. There was a lot to see, but it was crazy. ”

Then Dongbaek stood behind him.

“You didn't make it back to the coin house, though, did you? There are good things and bad things in every way. ”

He picked up the listening post this time, saying.

“Do you want me to show that face? ”

A rattling sound echoes through the room. He laughed a little. The warm atmosphere that had flowed a while ago was frozen at once.

“Huh · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

Rose opened her mouth. However, words that were not organized in my head did not come out of my mouth easily. Facial recognition is a big issue. Especially now, right after a 19-year-old writer won a global award.

“May I ask why you're thinking that? ”

Dongbaek asked low. He said confidently.

“I've come to think of it. ”

“I see.”

Silence passes. He opens his mouth, feeling a very cautious atmosphere.

“Actually, I've heard a lot of great commentary since my debut. ”

“Yes, it's the beginning of writer's coincidence. ”

A light and heavy answer returned.

“At that time, I was a freshman in high school, and somehow I felt that a lot of annoying things were going to happen in the future. So you took a step back in time? ”

“Yes, I think it was wise not to show your face. ”

“Since then, I've written many articles, and thankfully, I have not yet shown any great disappointment to my readers. ”

“Rather than disappointment, he gave me a lot of joy. ”

“But I'm not writing to please others. ”

The two nod at the same time. In their experience writers write for a variety of reasons. It was also a means to a living and fulfilled the need for self-realization. There are writers who devote their lives to the artwork, and there are authors who write only for the heart-work. He was a horse.

“That doesn't mean I want to criticize. I'm a human being, so I care. To be a little more honest, I hope all my readers are happy. ”

“I know that feeling well enough. ”

“You know what?"

“Yes? Yes. Is that a contradiction? ”

He leaned against his backrest and said.

“Should I show my face? ”

Silence flows. Dongbaek chokes and says.

“Want to show your face? ”

“I don't know.”

“So you want to keep it hidden? ”

“That's a little weird, too. ”

“· · · · · · Then it doesn't help to do what you want here. ”

Dongbaek nods. He had already become an entrepreneur.

“Then I'll tell you what I think. ”

“Okay, that's what I wanted to hear. ”

Dongbaek thought that he was really mature. He took out what he had in his heart a long time ago.

“I want you to show your face. ”

I want him off the mask.

“Why?”

He asked why. Dongbaek said without breathing.

“Sales will go up. ”

“Sales volume.”

“Yes. If you show your face, the book will be sold. ”

“I already sell a lot of my books. ”

“They'll sell more. ”

Dongbaek emphasized, it sells more. He knows. Every writer had such greed on one side of his heart. Read more.

“How can you be sure? If it's not the coincidence you imagined, you might be disappointed. ”

“You're charming. ”

He rolled his eyes at the sudden and burdensome compliment. Dongbaek did not bite the horse. Rather, it pushes me harder.

“You have the strangest parts. It's like all the emotions you put into your work are always so bold and strangely mature. But I can communicate with you. I understand why the author can write that. I can understand that. I can accept that. ”

He was convinced.

“I still remember the first time I spoke to the writer. You will be accepted positively. ”

He has shown this conviction before. It was when I spoke about the language of God. His hunch came true. I have eyes to see. Charming, he said, silencing the ugliest moment of his life.

“You're making me sick. ”

He raised his glass of water. The atmosphere was relaxed.

“Anyway, that's my opinion. Let me know if you need a press conference. We can arrange for it. ”

“You're going too far. ”

“Just in case. ”

He turns the table. Once more, the table turns around on its own.

“There's still time, so take your time. ”

It was the opposite of his friend. He nods, smiling.

“Is it better to show your face? ”

He mutters a little. The muttering reached out to everyone who was with him. You see the queue stabbing the air. The west asked, raising his lower back roughly.

“What? A face? Really?"

“What a rush.”

There was a man who bruised the West from the other side. It was the same road.

“This is a real problem. That coincidence reveals his face! ”

“No one said it was public. You asked.”

“Most people who ask me this can already think of it. ”

He turns his head and asks himself.

“Right?"

“I don't know.”

He got up from his seat and played pool. With a cheerful sound, you find three balls in your pocket. A ball moves the entire plate. It makes noise. It avoids or bumps into people. Hit or goal a wall. The ball that starts to move cannot stop itself.

“Are you thinking about it? ”

He shrugs.

“It's a common problem with Gossam's career. ”

“Khh, Gossam. I was thinking about going to college, too. ”

“It's not the same thing. ”

The companion said with an unfair look, saying not to equate the problem of coincidence with his light concerns. The west shook his butt and provoked him.

“That's where the worries are. Sometimes it feels like the world is falling apart if you make a bad choice. It was a hell of a time to use a single room, but now that I think about it, it doesn't make much difference to my career. ”

He shoved his hand in the churning pocket and said,

“So from the point of view of someone who's had similar concerns, why don't you just keep on worrying for about five years? ”

“Don't listen to him. It's not gonna help your life. ”

The companion glances at him with disgust. Then he slowly spoke his mind.

“I've never hidden my face. I've never won an cannula, a consolation prize, and I've never written anything like you. I don't know what the proper advice is. ”

“Yes.”

“But you know it's impossible to hide your face forever. ”

My comrade judged me calmly. It will be very difficult to hide your face completely, forever, given the circumstances he says. Standing in the way.

“Then I don't think it's a bad idea to just hold on until we can hold on. ”

It was an interesting opinion.

“Why?”

“It's only going to be revealed one day. Then let's just play. ”

Before he said anything, comrade said coldly.

“No. Then it's better to reveal yourself with your own mouth. Because you are who you say you are. ”

“What a magnificent thing to say. ”

“You tend to see the world too easily. ”

“You're too hard. I can't breathe. ”

He intervened and cleared his mind for a moment.

I want to know about coincidences (2) End

lim Han-baek