Life, Once Again!

“Come in, come in. ”

Pil-hyun opened the door with excitement and gestured. The group carefully steps inside. The faint smell of tobacco stimulates the tip of your nose. Booked towers appear throughout the living room. It was Pil-hyun's house, where nothing had changed.

“Brother, look at the backdrop. ”

“You're in deep, deep sea. ”

Then seawater and Hanmi kicked their tongues at the same time. Both hands hold a large envelope of beer purchased from a convenience store before coming home. The last one who came in closes the door.

“Let the 4th begin! We're going to finish this today. Wait, I need to change. ”

Pil-hyun said so and went into the room. Kwak Jun, Hae Su and Hanmi were sitting in the living room, staring blankly at the TV.

“Do you want to clear this up? ”

The colony pointed to the envelope and said, There are about 20 cans of beer. I couldn't drink it all, so I thought I'd put it in, except as much as I needed to.

“I'll drink all the beer if it comes out. You can leave me alone. ”

The sea water said.

He nodded and turned his gaze to the TV. There was a Class B horror movie coming out of the cable channel. It was said that monsters resembling starfish cling to people's throats, but it was quietly interesting. It was when I watched the movie for about 10 minutes.

“You can't be serious. ”

Kwak Jun wakes up and quietly opens the visit with Pil-hyun. Daemyung also slightly looks away from the inside. Pil Hyun is lying on the bed in the room with the light on. I snore badly.

“Daemyung, help me. ”

“Yes.”

I went into the room and laid the pillow on my neck. I'm not embarrassed because it happens all the time when I gather at my house. You tuck in the blanket, put out the fire, and come out.

“What about my brother? ”

“I'm sleeping.”

“He's old, too. Let's put this in the fridge. Houses should make presents. ”

I organized the beer and drinks in the envelope. I left three cans of beer and a snack on the living room table.

“Joon's sister. You want a drink?”

The seawater shakes the can of beer.

“I'm sorry. I'm a little tired from coming straight up from Busan. I need to sleep first.”

“Somehow I couldn't see his face. Come on. These sisters will talk quietly. ”

Daemyung looked at Kwak Jun entering the room and the sea water sitting in the living room. I didn't get sleepy because of the alcohol in my body. It's 1: 00 in the morning. It was a little early to fall asleep.

“Then you should drink this. ”

Seawater gives out beer cans. As the colony hesitated for a moment, the seawater immediately said.

“You're joking. You have to get up early tomorrow to get Joon out of the car. ”

“I usually sleep late. ”

“Yeah? Well, they're all awake at dawn these days. It's a lot different from our time. Would you like a light drink, then? If you can drink it. ”

He received a can of beer. Suyeon's house drank beer after drinking soju, but I think it would be okay if I drank beer separately. When I got a drink in Izakaya, I got shot in the mouth.

“Phew, I need some water. ”

Hanmi, who was leaning on the couch, opened her mouth.

“Are you sober now? ”

“Yeah, I feel like I'm lifting. What about you?”

“Dead.”

“What?"

“He's dead.”

“Oh, you're sleeping. Somehow. You used to write alone when you wrote the same office, Phil. ”

“He's a sleeper. I'm sorry, Daemyung. Can you get me some water? Not to me, to him. ”

“Yes.”

I brought cold water from the kitchen to Hanmi according to the cup. Hanmi presses her temples with her hands and takes the cup.

“I guess I'm old, too. Given the dizziness of drinking it. ”

“What's wrong with dizziness? He said a lot of nonsense. If I didn't like you, I would have recorded it all and spilled it on the Internet. Lee Han Mi of the world, in fact, was a filthy writer. ”

“I'd feel better if I did. Do you think we should stop this drama? I've earned enough. ”

“Why does the one who creates the drama to solve conflict among generations sound so weak? ”

“Whose side are you on? ”

“A side of justice. ”

“I need you to back me up. It's too hard.”

“Yeah, who's with you or me?" Come here, I'll clap for you. ”

The crowd glanced at the two of them with a pint of beer. I tried to ignore it because I thought eavesdropping on other people's stories was a sin, but I couldn't help but overhear them talking in a small place. I don't know the details, but putting together what Izakaya and I have heard here, it seems that South America has made a grave mistake.

‘You said drama writer, so maybe it's a new semester. ’

The new semester that has been broadcast so far did not seem to be a problem. Everyone was good at acting and the story was fine. If you see Hanmi complaining while suffering from dizziness, you may have a problem with anger that has not yet been broadcast.

Writing wasn't easy, either, when the public was halfway emptied of beer thinking that.

“Your name is Park Dae Nam? ”

Hanmi stared at me and asked.

“Yes, it is. ”

“You're writing because you heard it earlier? ”

“It's not great. I'm just learning. ”

“Really? Do you enjoy writing? ”

He pauses, then opens his mouth.

“It's not that much fun. ”

“Why do you use it? ”

“I don't know. ”

“Just spit it out. It's not like anyone's gonna gossip. This lady is so frustrating. ”

He glances at the sea water. I need you to do something for me. The seawater frowns.

“The article I'm writing is about me. ”

“About you? ”

“Yes, I've been doing some work since elementary school until I went to high school. It's kind of like a novel, but it's not as fun as it sounds. ”

“Isn't that the most fun? Writing about yourself. All writers are in a squeaky line. And it's frustrating, which is why I'm just getting rid of my inner urge. Especially when it comes to biking. Writing under the conditions of not being censored is crazy fun. It's just a fantasy! She used to be a sex fantasy the first time she wrote a novel. Sex. Sex. Is that a word? Then how about sex? Sexual activity.”

He almost spit out the beer he was biting. I don't know where to put my eyes on the hostile words.

“Hanmi, let's hide our words in front of the child. ”

“Sis! The writer mustn't be afraid of being torn apart. Did you write it to be polite? No, you're a morally inspiring writer who wants to be freed. Politics, religion, castles, capital! Isn't that what you're supposed to do, run around pretending that the guy with the pen is crazy? ”

“Here we go again. Daemyung, I'm going away for a while. You take care of me. I'm gonna sober up and go back to school. ”

The seawater blocked my ears and went to the kitchen. The colonel tries to escape, but Hanmi sits next to him one day.

“Listen up. ”

“Yes, yes! ”

Should I be on my knees? The crowd looks at Hanmi with their butts up. I didn't blur my eyes because I woke up a bit like the sea water said. The end of the horse is alive and the voice is clear. I can't believe I'm the one who was moaning because of the difficulty.

“Park Dae Nam!”

“Yes!”

“Why isn't writing fun? Honestly, you know this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, right? Hundreds of nerds sign up for the seminar because they want to hear it. It's a seminar you have to pay for. ”

“Oh, yeah. ”

“Isn't that great?"

The public was a little hesitant and said, "Great." Hanmi smiles when she hears the answer. And the laughter seemed uneasy to the public. I feel like I should be confirmed by someone to boost my self-esteem.

“Tell me. Why isn't writing fun? ”

“Well, if you're just writing a script, it's fun. It's hard to think, but it's really fun to see my writing after the process. But the novel I'm writing right now is about looking back on my past. I don't think it's that funny. ”

“Why?”

“I got sidetracked. ”

“This big? I think I'm gonna blow those fucked-up kids up in one shot. ”

“It's better now. I used to be really fat... ”

“Well, you can. But writing doesn't have to be fun. There's nothing you can do if you're tired of writing about a kid who just has to start flapping his wings. ”

“Well, is that so? ”

“Yes! Look at me. This woman, she never fails. Starting with the first mini-series, even the single smack hit in the middle was commended. Do you know the Sun? ”

He nods. In middle school, Bon Temps. It was about the stories of the people working at the hotel, and I watched it from the 1st to the last painting without missing a single time.

“That's what I wrote too. 45 percent viewership. That was amazing."

“Really? I loved that show. ”

“I'm sure you'll love it. Did I write it well? Do you want to talk about it then? I'm sitting at my desk with my laptop open, and all of a sudden I have an idea. From then on, I spent three days and nights picking the synopsis and refining the characters. I finished the quarterly manuscript in exactly three months. ”

“Awesome.”

“Amazing. I'm an amazing woman. Ever since then, the director of the Three Star Drama Bureau has been blowing up love calls to see you. One time, the RBS director came to my house. Let's work together. Give me a scenario. Lee Han Mi is like that, you know. ”

“Really?"

“It's true. Do you know how great I am? ”

“Oh, yes. ”

“One more time... ”

He listened to her and realized one thing. He wasn't sober. It was Han Mi who laughed nonchalantly and stretched out her past. Daemyung listened to the story. That's what the current writer says. Although he is drunk, there must be something to learn in this regard, just as there is a saying of drunkenness. So I listened to Hanmi's voice for about 30 minutes.

From the debut to the eleventh seminar a year ago, he said he received an emotional applause. Hanmi pauses and looks at the table dazed.

“But it's over. ”

“Yes?”

“I was afraid to write. Nothing. I can't think of anything. I don't even know what I want to write. I don't know if I'm wearing it right now. I've never seen anything like it. When I looked at the pen, my hands moved by themselves, and when I turned on my laptop, I easily filled the page. But I can't do that anymore. ”

Hanmi's head hit the table and started to shed tears. The public is so embarrassed. It's because I've never seen a person cry more terribly in front of their eyes than they do. The sea water is sleeping on the couch, so I can't wake it up.

He handed him a paper towel. Wipe your tears with the crying Hanmi wipe.

“You don't write. This is terrible. I can't see anything. ”

“Well, you've done well. ”

“You've done well. But it's over. I sat there for three days and three nights, and I couldn't write a line. All I did was take a few dots. That's it? I took the settings that someone else wrote. The front story I wrote, the one that doesn't fit at all. ”

“Nu, everyone makes mistakes. ”

“No! I can't afford any mistakes. You may not know it when you're young, but you must never ruin a work with Lee Han Mi's name on it. I can't have any mistakes. But I can't use it. So it's over. ”

“You know, talking to other people ”

“If it were a problem that would be solved by talking to other people, there would be no creative pain in the world. ”

It was Hanmi who sighed deeply. I was at the end of a negative thought, so I couldn't say anything. If he had a good horse, he would have comforted me with such words, but he has no such talent.

“I wish I could go back to the old days. Then you wouldn't be living like this. People are nice, they're not arrogant, they smile well. ”

It was Hanmi sniffing again.

While watching him, Daemyung suddenly remembered his novel. A novel I only showed to Kwak Jun and Maru. A writing that reminds me of a time when people blamed themselves with words worse than kids who ignored it. He has no desire to go back to the past. The present self was so big and lovely.

Before I wrote a novel, I thought I was cheap to insult, and I pledged to be faithful now. But as I was writing, I had a different thought. Moments of the past, moments of suffering are not valuable. The memories I want to forget and the past I want to erase remain unchanged. As I was writing, I wanted to reveal humiliating moments and find more cool parts, but the more I wrote down, the more I felt that I shouldn't ignore the fact. So I wrote it. It was a very painful process. I wanted to stop thinking about the emotions at that moment.

Nevertheless, the republic was dull. It was neither fun nor fun. But I thought it was necessary. Bae Cheol-ho said. Writing is self-replication after all. I lose the power to write when I deny myself now or later.

“Hey, ma'am. ”

“Why?”

“Will you take a look at my article? ”

“Your writing? ”

“Yes.”

He looks at her quietly, and she frowns and nods. He took the notebook out of his bag and handed it to her.

“Are you asking me to see if I wrote it right? ”

“No, I just... I just wanted to show it to you. ”

“What are you talking about? ”

“Just take a look at it. I hope it helps you. Maybe you're just mistaken. ”

After that, the colonel shut up.

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It's raining.

And then there's the sand.

It looks like you'll need to pack your masks for the weekend.

I... it's dangerous outside, so it's also a home on the weekends.

The house is the best!

The best!

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Referrals, always appreciated.

Coupon, thank you. I write thanks to you.

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