Great Novelist

He got up from his seat. A clear blessing. You shake your hands as you look up at the growing Lord.

“I'm kidding. Uh, how about this? Do you have a favorite actor? Hollywood actors, directors are okay. ”

“I'm tired after everything I've done. ”

“Wait, this is so unfair! I'll be the Korean director! I can't! ”

“Go out and scream. ”

He drove Zahra away. Zahra continues to talk while being pushed away. He hurriedly tucks his arm through the door.

“One last time!”

“One last time?”

“I have one question. ”

“· · · · · · · · ”

When the gate closes, he quickly lets out a few words.

“I have questions that you've been asking all along in a variety of interviews. It was about the future. Which author do you want to be remembered for? Something's up. Give me a clear answer this time. ”

“Why do you ask? ”

“Of course I'm a fan of yours. I always wanted to ask you. What you're trying to get out of writing. ”

It is quiet around you. You are the only one using this floor. I rented the whole floor. No one was listening. He replied before Zahra hung any more and decided to close the door. It was simple to say.

“I want to be great. ”

Your hand falls out. You see Growth's face through the narrow doorway. The smile spread slowly. It's not ridicule or ridicule. You seem to have a definitive clue in your hand. His eyes light up as he stops breathing. What does it mean? The door is closed. It's quiet. You hear no footsteps leaving, no pleading to open the door.

“I'll be back. ”

He doesn't answer. He's soon gone. The room that was left alone was completely quiet. I threw myself onto the bed.

“Ha.”

A sigh breaks out. In some ways, he's more difficult to deal with than coins. It seemed distracting and instinctive, but had a broad vision.

“I'm exhausted.”

He closed his eyes as it was. His words remain in my head. He has what he wants. But he can't give you what he wants. Negotiations are lacking. My eyes are open. I couldn't sleep.

You're backing out because you failed once. Just in case. Your writing is interesting. I want to. Movies only I can make. You get up. The duvet is heavy on your tangled feet. I feel this. I'm swamped. I caught his feet. With a little sigh, I opened my laptop and searched for his movies.

“Zara Jenkins? Of course I do.”

He turned down the volume to the voice of the entertaining director over the phone. He explained to me how a director named Zara Jenkins got to where he is, so that my mouth was dripping with blood. To compress into a single line, this is it.

“He's a genius. ”

He dodged the bike from behind. I heard street performances faint from a distance. It's a violin. You look up at the sound and move on.

“I haven't been kidding since my debut. It was introduced a little late in the country. But he was also a bit unusual. Going to Germany to see you? You're out of your mind.”

It's not your call. I swallowed the sentence that came up to my throat. The show raised its voice.

“Will you do it? We have to do this. He's the most notorious director in Hollywood right now. I'm sure he knows your writing. I feel like I have a really good understanding of things when I watch a movie. Everything he touches is stereoscopic. I think I know why he wants to make a movie out of an original novel. You'll be confident. Your own interpretation, your skills in handling your writing. ”

He admitted to seeing the film he made. He was certainly an excellent overseer.

“Of course.”

“I miss you. The movie the director made growing up with your writing. ”

He looked down.

“· · · · · · Well. ”

“Or do you want me to do it? ”

“Not really. ”

“I'm disappointed.”

He laughed a little. When I got off the floor in a hotel elevator, the laughter would have remained longer even if I didn't hear someone's voice.

“Coincidence!”

Zara was sitting in front of the hotel room. He said in a relaxed voice.

“Director Zahra is here. I have to go.”

“What? He's right in front of you? If you change me.”

He hung up and put it in his pocket. I'm one step closer to growing up.

“Is that Korean? ”

“Yes.”

He thought of something and held his head back. He looked at him and asked.

“You're really here. ”

“I keep my promises. ”

“I didn't know that was a promise. ”

“That's how most promises are kept in this world. ”

He passed him by and grabbed the hotel door.

“What's the matter? Did you leave your keys? ”

When I didn't see the door open, Zahra asked. He tilted his head. He ignored the look of asking me to let him in immediately.

“Is this a fight? ”

I enjoyed the question of growing up.

“Is this some kind of question from the Sphinx? A rite of passage? If you answer well, will you let me in? ”

“Yeah, well. ”

“You're not going to jump off a rock just because I got it right, are you? ”

I raise my mouth to think of Sphinx's end.

“I'm not suicidal. Don't worry."

“This is a fight. ”

I put my hands on the growing waist and said, Trim your voice.

“What animal walks on four legs with one voice, walks on two, and then walks on three? ”

The voice of the arrogant Sphinx. He did not answer. He opens his arms.

“It's a man. ”

Oedipus says he solved the riddle and saved his life. It was the work of a hero. Sphinx would kill himself without losing. After blocking the road, he just stood still.

“I think Oedipus is the most fundamental part of humanity. More specifically, the root of the tragedy. Look at his life. He's a hero who defeated a monster, a sinner who committed incest and killed his father with my own hands. He did this absurd thing to the two beings who gave birth to him. He rises to various positions and changes his appearance accordingly. I walk on four legs, I walk on two, I walk on three. We live our lives according to the prophecy. As much fun as your writing. ”

A famous myth: Oedipus stabs himself in the eye and goes blind. He couldn't take it down.

“So what's the verdict? ”

“So are we. I know that you're always thinking about two assumptions, and you're always wandering around, and you're always conferring, and you're conferring, and you're conferring on both sides. You and I want different things. It's a conflict to seize, it's a process of understanding, it's a dangerous tug-of-war, it's a fight. ”

“I don't know. ”

“I mean, even if it's your destiny not to hand over the rights to me, I'm just walking quietly, not giving up. I'm not Oedipus, so it's a comedy. ”

“I don't know. ”

“In other words, ”

I just know he's got a lot of confidence. He shakes his head and turns the door hook.

“Please come in. ”

I can't even eat him because he's not the answer, so I need to talk to him. He placed the rye bread on the table on the way here.

“Do you like bread? I have milk. Do you want some? ”

I turned around to check on his doctor. There was a gun. A gun. At that moment, information about his nationality and this country was dizzying. You blink, but the landscape remains unchanged. Dog Head, Gun Head, Sight Eye, Sight Eye, Slingshot, Mag. I scoured the structure of the pistol with my own eyes. Where did they get it?

“You gonna shoot me? ”

He grabs the gun with both hands and aims at himself precisely. The gun was pointed at the chest.

“Let me make a movie. I want to make your article a movie. Even if there's nothing you want, I have to make it. ”

He took a step towards the gun. He did not falter. I didn't even step back. The gun moves to his head as he grabs the gun. I felt a cold feeling.

“You must have done a lot of things. Is this one of them? ”

“Yes, I got some hints from yesterday's conversation. ”

“Looks like you did. You remember everything I hate about water. ”

He pulls the trigger. He dodged. A thin stream of water pours out of the barrel. The couch was wet.

“I'm going to follow you all day. ”

“That's a fresh persuasion. ”

He shoots a barrel of water up into the air with the water he received from him. A fairly crafted water gun.

“Where did you get this? ”

“There are a lot of props. Well, it was a simple jock. ”

“That was funny, but you didn't come to Germany because you and I wanted to, did you? ”

He saw him sitting away from the wet seat. It is unconscionable to wonder if you are willing to convince yourself. I would have thought so if I hadn't seen the movie he made.

“Are you imitating your own movie? ”

“You saw it?”

“Yes, it was a story of a fugitive. ”

The scene of two people pointing guns and risking their lives was on the screen for five minutes. That five minutes is considered a scene from the movie.

“I like milk, do you like beer? ”

“Beer.”

He handed him a bottle of beer in the hotel fridge. He immediately picked it up and drank.

“Don't you eat? ”

“Yes.”

He takes it back without saying a word. I breathed coolly with my mouth. Check the mark to see if you like it. He sat across from him and engraved his face in his eyes.

“I saw a movie. ”

He raises his head at the words of Lord.

“It's a film you made. ”

“All of it?”

“One.”

He told a little lie.

“The latest. A film that expresses the inner self well. ”

That was the typical review of his film.

“From one to ten novels, you really reveal your inner self in a way that is different from ten novels. ”

“Absolutely. This is the video.”

“It was fun. I fell in love with it. ”

He smiled widely. The two eyes are full of pride. It was an honest expression of emotion, and the director's words passed through my mind momentarily. Learning eyes are important.

“I'd love to hear more about it, but I'm not here to be complimented today. ”

He folds his fingers and proceeds with the story.

“Let's start fresh. The conditions we offer are the same as before, but I'll add one. ”

“Talk to me.”

I remembered the smile I saw through the door on his face.

“I will make you a great novelist. ”

“Haha.”

He couldn't stand the laughter. He constantly says he can give what he wants. If I can make a movie, I don't hesitate to throw myself into a contradiction. He wants to participate in his own appearance. I accepted the contradiction to get what I wanted. It is tempting. The first thing he said was his weakness.

“My goal can't be made by someone else's hand. ”

“No, I do. ”

He denies. He still does not proceed with the premise of failure.

“If you could just let me have your movie, that would be great. ”

That made him look like a fraud. However, Australia, who was not very interested in the sexual defeat of the film, began to find the conversation interesting.

pull the trigger (1) end

lim Han-baek