Great Novelist

“Can I go see what other writers are writing? ”

“Of course you can. ”

Nam-Kyung was busy texting on his cell phone. At that moment, he looked up and asked.

“Do you want me to set you up alone? If that's okay with you, I can get you a bigger seat. ”

“That's enough.”

You shake your head firmly. Nam-Kyung was dancing on his shoulders while tasting again.

“Do you want to go to the auto theater? ”

I felt very good. He drank coffee. Nam-Kyung soon put his phone in his pocket and told him more and more accurate information about the event schedule, how it works and what he needs to do. I thought as I listened to his explanation. I wonder what writers will be joining me in this event.

“Welcome.”

Prior to the event, the publisher made arrangements after the authors' appointment. Arrived 10 minutes before the appointment. As soon as I entered the building, I could see the penis.

“Yes, what about the others? ”

“Everyone's inside. ”

They were all hardworking people. Maybe that's how you put it. Unexpectedly, Australia's last arrival was more urgent.

“Here you go.”

Nam-Kyung led him to a familiar meeting room. This is where I came to choose an international interview. When I opened the door, I saw the inside just like that. The difference is that there are four writers sitting besides themselves. Among them were the scrolls.

“Welcome. What a coincidence.”

There was someone talking to him. He was the editor-in-chief of Netherwood Publishing. I shook his hand.

“It's hot, isn't it? ”

“The sun was hot. ”

A hot look pierces my skin as I greet her. I sat down after talking briefly. It was next to the scroll.

“Hello."

I greeted him. The scroll stared at itself and finally greeted him.

“Yes, hello. ”

It felt new to meet his thick eyebrows in the publisher. I had never seen it before, but I was familiar with it.

“Let's talk to each other for a moment. ”

“Is that so?”

As Nam-Kyung narrowed it down, the oldest of these sitting across from him opened his mouth.

“I'm the one who made an impression on the writer last year. He has a small indoor fishing spot. ”

I think I'm halfway there. Or younger. He sweeps away the hair. I saw a wide forehead. It looks as broad as a forehead. The person sitting next to him naturally followed his turn.

“I debuted last year. There were no winners last year, so I'm number two at the end. ”

Do V with both hands. It seemed like the fourth rather than the second time. All four fingers she spread are fitted with a silver ring.

“I won an award a year earlier than the fishery owner, but then I went to study abroad. I studied in America.”

The undergraduate had his arms crossed. Garma was a little rustic, divided into two to eight. He looked this way.

“Thank you for reading. Thanks to that, I never forgot a word while living in the United States. ”

The gaze was very warm. With a compliment in his mouth, he looks fierce. I was wondering what to say, and the pen stood up.

“I won an award this year. Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. ”

“What are you doing? ”

The fishing spot owner shakes his hand. Silver rings also make a big smile. An undergraduate student was mouthing off whether he did not deserve an answer. I was thankful. After that, I sat down with a few words. I naturally stared at myself. He always said the introduction again.

“Hello, I'm a writer by accident. I'll skip the award because someone told me earlier when I won it. My real name is Space Shuttle.Please call me what you like. Please take good care of it.”

After I finished speaking, there was a vague gap. In the conference room, there was a little cold energy. Each one of them looked at something comparing. They were all aware of their appearance.

“I didn't do it. ”

An international student said.

“I heard, but I really didn't know that writers could do it together. ”

It was not an aggressive tone. Honestly describe how you feel

“Why?”

He loosenes his arms.

“In front of the word coincidence, it's so sad to say that it's a new image. He's won two world literature awards. This absurd literary award works only in the narrow paragraphs of our country. ”

The silver ring whistles a small whistle. The fishing spot owner sweeps through the nearby network of nettewood publishers. Particularly, I stayed on the side where the editor was sitting. The editorial director was listening to their story without much stirring. Only the employees around her are hesitant. He doesn't stop talking.

“It's like watching a world-class athlete practice without proper support. ”

“Do I look like I'm in a bad environment? ”

“There's no event in this country that I can see that suits you. ”

“Really? I hadn't thought of that. It's a thankful thing to talk to. ”

His eyes narrowed.

“A writer by chance is an invincible writer who doesn't know failure. Why are you being so modest? You can pretend to be the best. ”

He laughed a little.

“If you want, I can do it. ”

“You don't have to. I don't mean to imply that I don't want you to get better, but I don't mean to be an asshole in front of me. ”

I turn to this more tense conversation around.

“If you want to know why I'm here, you have to answer me. It's simple. There was a manuscript that I wanted to publish. ”

“· · · · · · Looks like you've prepared a lot. ”

You shrug your shoulders slightly.

“Check it out onstage. I came to keep a promise I made to a drunk friend. ”

The scroll twitches cautiously next to me.

“Can you tell me about yourself? ”

When he called me "Senior," he twisted his mouth.

“What a coincidence to hear that you're a senior writer. There's hope in this country as well. I'm here to take a chance. It's a tough industry for young writers. I have to go to places like this to write in Korean. ”

He tends not to fit the content and attitude of speaking. He praises fiercely, attacks recklessly, and confidently speaks with disdain. The silver ring raises its hand brightly.

“I came out because I thought it would be fun to hear about the event. I told him it was a coincidence. Wouldn't it be better to use it here if you used it best? ”

The finger raised high is moved. Take a rock-and-roll gesture. The fishing spot owner scratched his temples and said.

“I'm similar. I'm not a full-time writer, but I have a passion for writing. If I'm going to be a best-selling author, I'm going to fold up the fishery. It's my dream."

I glanced at the notebook. He said with a steady face.

“I'm here to win. ”

“Win?”

I asked the student again.

“Yes.”

That was a bold answer. He is burning with determination. The greed for writing was quietly heating up as if it would not be followed. Maybe the other writers are thinking the same thing. He pulls out the words he was trying to bury quietly. The editorial director opened his mouth when things got weird.

“Now it's our turn to explain. ”

She clapped her hands and said. Along with the handout, she talked about an event that was going on earlier. I was also beside the story I had heard before. An exhibition on literary history and this event will take place within it. It shows the writing of literary writers.

“We discussed the date in advance. ”

“Yes.”

The fishing spot boss replied.

“You're just sitting in order. ”

Her gaze circles around the conference room. Fishing Ground President, Silver Ring, Undergraduate, Bible, and Coincidence.

“Feel free to use it for a set period of time. What you write on your laptop is going to be delivered to the audience in real time through a screen. Readers will experience a new form of reading. ”

The editor-in-chief laughs. Some writers follow, but no one truly laughs. He asked.

“Are you considering publishing a good article there? ”

The editor said in peace.

“Of course. We're the ones who make good writing books. ”

We gathered here because we all wanted something. I feel like I want to write impeccably. Bad attitude towards writing. He squeezed his shoulders to tighten with tension. The scroll raises its hand.

“Can writers see the stage? ”

“I think I can arrange for that. Feel free to say as much as you like. ”

The fishing spot owner raises his hand.

“I have a notebook I write, can I take it with me? ”

“Yes. Anything to ease your mind. ”

Silver ring has been inserted.

“Can I write while listening to music? ”

“Yes. No one will limit you while you're writing. It would be better if you could reproduce as often as you normally would. ”

“Oh-ho.”

He opened his mouth. The editorial director focused.

“Are the reporters coming? ”

“I think so. You have a writer. ”

“Do you also announce which author is on the stage that day? ”

She smiles. It's a good question.

“I'm going to keep it a secret. I ask that you do not speak to the writers. ”

“Then there could be coincidences on the stage where we go up. ”

They froze with laughter, but they were all getting ready. They are the ones who decided to participate in the same event as coincidence.

“I trust you'll all do well. ”

Use lightly. The editorial director concluded the description with words that were inconsistent. Afterwards, Nam-Kyung was told the story. A best-selling writer is not a great writer. Maybe one of them wrote a masterpiece that day. No one knows.

“Let's do it well, then. ”

The fishing spot owner said. Everyone has agreed, wanting to succeed is not the same as wanting others to be unhappy. Structurally, it happens all the time. The way we looked at each other, we were competitive.

It exhibits literary history. A special exhibition at the National Central Exhibition Hall! Writing scene from real literary artists! This is how writing is born. Chance to meet a writer.

Evaluation from the judges and private interviews from the writers! A place to see the past of popular writers. Special events are also available.

Literary writers' majors appear. The entertainment of young writers who will bear the future of paragraphs. Incidental writer!

Five writers stand in front of readers. See how well writers are doing.

Accidental Writing Field Disclosure by Writers. What makes this exhibition so special! Temporarily interrupt the exhibition homepage.

Where are the tickets? How do I see coincidences? The name of the writer who appeared that day is a secret.

The rush of date inquiries. We want to see accidental writing.

Coincidence is the only way to meet them! Random order of appearance. Conditions for attending the event. Receive first come, first served.

The talents of coincidental writers hidden in the veil! Confront the suspicions of speaking up. Write coincidentally.

How do other writers feel on the same stage as coincidence? Can we focus on coincidence?

This is how accidental writing is born. The beginning of a coincidence. Different sentences.

The birth of a special event. Incidental participation. Exhibitions of varying quality.

Winners' Brawl (3) End

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