Daldongnae Genius Writer - Chapter 192



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Daldongne Genius Writer Episode 192

192. The old writer is already in your hands

About 20 people gathered like that.

It was a fairly large event attended by several members of Ryu Hye-eun’s publishing team, marketing team, and production team members who normally did not have the opportunity to meet Dawn.

‘I don’t feel uncomfortable being around people I know.’

Dawn once again greeted Hye-eun Ryu and Seo-hyeon Jeon, who were sitting next to her, and translator Yoon-tae Seo, who was pouring water across from her.

An excited Ryu Hye-eun raised her glass next to Dawn in the center of the room.

“now! “Let’s all raise our glasses.”

“Let’s have a drink!”

Of course, translator Seo Yoon-tae, who had just recently recovered from his body aches, and Dawn, who had to help Dal-i with Ha-won after finishing the meal, took glasses of water and cider instead of beer.

“Today’s this, Korean beef toupple!” “We eat with our corporate card.”

“Hooooooo!”

Is it because of the tuple Korean beef?

Even though Ryu Hye-eun hasn’t finished speaking yet, the employees’ reactions are very enthusiastic.

“Oh!~ Haven’t I finished what I said yet?”

As laughter passes by among the people, Ryu Hye-eun shouts.

“We weren’t able to have a celebration party after the publication of , but good things happened one after another, so we got together in such a hurry.”

As if feeling refreshed, Ryu Hye-eun continued the announcement while holding her beer glass with both hands.

“The author who trusted and wrote the incredible bestsellers and , translator Seo who reborn them in another language, the publishing team who trusted and followed the editor-in-chief who was lacking, and the marketing team and production team who added strength. “Everyone worked hard.”

When Ryu Hye-eun says that it is okay to be proud of what happens in the future, the employees’ shoulders can be seen straightening.

‘You’re doing really well. ‘Did you do what you asked?’

He recalls what Ryu Hye-eun had talked to him about earlier.

– Author! Still, this dinner party is very meaningful. So, I wonder if the author would like to give our toast…

Cheers, it wasn’t difficult.

But for some reason, I felt like Ryu Hye-eun would do better than me, so I suggested, ‘How about the editor-in-chief do it?’ I never thought she would do this well.

‘Besides, he likes it a lot.’

It’s worth it. To be a little humble – she wrote at home and only brought the manuscript, but of course it was the publishing team members and Ryu Hye-eun who most vividly watched the process of how the book came out, so it seemed like she had a special feeling.

“Wow, so many good things have happened, so I’ll point out more. Korean Hundred, American New York Times Book Review, Japanese Literature! “Do you all know that author Yoo Sae-byeok’s works were featured in the September issues of all three novel/literature magazines?”

When Yoo Sae-byeok’s name was shouted from Ryu Hye-eun’s mouth, people suddenly cheered and Sae-byeok woke up and nodded.

‘At times like this, I have to say hello again.’

Because we can’t let Ryu Hye-eun do a one-man show alone.

“This morning’s count was 450,000 copies, 500,000 copies within this week! We can reach 1 million copies within this year! So, to celebrate the 1 million copies of , let’s go for 1 million copies! I will shout a toast with the slogan, How is everyone?!”

“great!!!”

“Okay then, I’ll sing 1 million copies! let’s go! “You can just tell me.”

Dawn smiles and raises her glass amidst the loud voices of people.

As Ryu Hye-eun said, the possibility of reaching 1 million copies is very high.

‘Once it has exploded, it will be able to attract attention from now on. ‘If the book comes out less than a month ago and has 450,000 copies, it’s a game worth playing.’

Although there is no such happiness as being with children, there was definitely a part of me that felt at ease in a space where I could be as greedy as I wanted.

Like a large bird keeping its eggs safe with its wings, but at some point spreading its wings and gaining the freedom to fly.

***

Moonlight was not hidden in the novel’s ‘hunt for the culprit’.

Rather, it shines brightly and leads the characters and readers to the ending of this novel.

With this book, the moon has become a real myth to humans. Standing in front of him, no questions or cracks were allowed, so under the moonlight, all the characters faced the truth.

···I also praise the writing skills of author Yoo Sae-byeok, who leads the way by constantly asking philosophical questions other than events.

Isn’t this a discovery by a notable mystery novel writer?

– Concluding the September issue of Munhakke, ‘月の「神話」 (Myth of the Moon)’.

***

Is it because it was published in foreign magazines, including the New York Times?

It seemed certain that and received attention.

‘The number of copies of the starting line has already exceeded 500,000 copies…’

There was a great response in Korea as well, including in the magazine , and work came flooding in to Dawn – of course, most of them postponed or declined – and this seemed to be proven by the book’s sales.

‘In times like this, we need to speed things up,’ said translator Seo Yoon-tae, who signed a translation contract for . Editor-in-chief Ryu Hye-eun and team leader Jeon Seo-hyeon are running around in all directions, saying they will feature at the fall book fair…’

Everyone was going back to their daily lives much harder than expected.

Dawn, who realized that her vacation with the kids was really over, opened her laptop and muttered.

‘I had a lot of fun with my younger siblings during vacation, so now I have to come back to reality and focus on becoming a writer.’

Dal-i went to a photo shoot with his manager and the main cast of , and he was in a sullen state for about 2 hours after receiving the on-site photos from his manager.

“ha.”

Dawn sighed and looked at the tree beyond the cafe window.

The red maple leaves were turning red. That means the first week of September has already passed. While gulping down his strawberry latte like a dissatisfied person, Dawn began writing down something on the notepad displayed on the monitor.

Crack-.

Clap, crack.

-Visit movie and drama filming locations

-Heechan is in the final stages of entrance exams at Heukseong Middle School.

-Start writing contest

-Start writing the next work

With the thought that this year was already coming to an end, one of the most important facts flashed through Yoo Sae-byeok’s mind.

‘me···. ‘It’s been a year since I came back.’

He returned precisely in the early morning of September 20th. That day was also his own birthday.

‘If I think about it now, there is no such thing as a crazy person. ‘I can’t believe I’m leaving home on my birthday.’

I don’t remember exactly what I was thinking at the time, but I think I thought it was so miserable that birthdays and such had no meaning.

‘Did you live well?’

So many things happened.

But what was important was the proof that he had also changed.

There is no boy who hates the world and feels heavy on his shoulders, leaving everything behind.

At that time, the only boy left who could celebrate his birthday, which he thought had no meaning.

“···”

Crack-.

After hesitating, Dawn added one more schedule for September.

-my birthday

I don’t mean to receive huge congratulations for writing this.

I just wanted to spend my birthday in a small way with my precious people, feeling it with all my heart.

‘Every day comes and goes, so birthdays are no different.’

It seemed like it would be quite fun to watch the days change in silence, naturally and preciously, engraving every minute and every second.

‘Hmm, maybe I want more than I thought.’

It’s early morning and I feel anxious because I wonder if the kids are preparing something. I also need to start preparing for my second semester grades. Dal-i is busy going back and forth because of filming, and Hee-chan should never waste time because of entrance exams.

‘If you just copy what I do after seeing me do it, it really won’t work.’

I think we should talk about it when we are all together, but writer Silwon opens the cafe door and comes in.

“Hi, older brother! Oh, please give me an Americano. “With ice.”

After ordering with a hearty greeting, Silwon sat down in the front seat of Dawn and started tapping the table with her fingers.

“Why, again?”

“Why again?! no. “Haven’t we been here for quite some time?!”

“What do writers do when they meet often?”

Dal was planning to wait for Ha Won and kill time at a cafe, but writer Sil Won insisted on coming, saying he was nearby.

“You know there’s a reason I came, have you made up your mind? “This is it!”

“what. Competition?”

“okay. “Are you going to enter the contest?”

“Isn’t it a bit strange that the people who went out last time and came in first and second place are going out again?”

Writer Silwon taps his knee as if he hadn’t even thought about that.

“I see. It must look very unlucky. Then let’s just go to the serial. As was the case last time, since it is a simultaneous competition with a serial work, its meaning will not fade. okay?”

“I’m so excited. “Who did it?”

When Dawn keeps pulling out, Silwon rolls his eyes as if telling him not to do so.

“Don’t keep making me lose steam, little brother.”

“….”

Dawn pointed to the laptop.

“Even though my brother is not working, I am writing a new work.”

“! Do you mean to do it? “There’s nothing left to do with your old brother?”

“Okay, I will.”

Artist Silwon seemed to be secretly happy that Gu Hoedong, who had a rather strict personality, followed what he said, so he crossed his legs and shook his iced Americano as he drank it.

“Then when should we start doing this?”

“Just think about it.”

“what?”

“It’s not a contest anyway. Do you need to do it on time?”

“…”

Writer Silwon ate coffee in silence and looked into the dawn.

“Little brother, are you trying to make a reserve? “I guess it’s nothing because you go out and play with your younger siblings while I write?”

“You have reserves. “Let’s make some reserves too.”

Actually, stockpiling has nothing to do with it. Literally, it doesn’t matter if the serial starts tomorrow. There is no problem in writing one or two episodes a day while maintaining your schedule, and if you stick with me and do it like you did during the serial writing days, you will quickly get used to it.

‘But, I think we need to adjust the timing.’

This Sunday is the day we head to Studio Dragoon to meet director Cho Se-hyuk.

-Writer Koo Hoe-dong, do you have any thoughts on the script?

I don’t plan on missing what Jo Se-hyuk said.

‘In the past, I wrote while I was hungry, but this time, I will be writing it in a completely different environment and with a lot of support.’

In the first place, I had no intention of saving the works I had previously written. Now that I’m back, if I continue my life as a writer, I’ll be moving my hands according to my writing instinct, and I’ll have more new stories to write.

‘Why is it important to match the timing of my new web novel and the script I will write with director Jo Se-hyuk?’

Gu Hoedong, who was sitting across from artist Silwon, smiled as he ate the strawberry latte in front of him, as if he also had thoughts.

‘Because the sequel to the web novel I will write soon will be the screenplay .’

What this means is that the content corresponding to the prequel to will be a web novel. The most disappointing things about writing The 48th Birthday were the painful memories of having to take out all the detailed settings I had made because they made errors and had to be taken out during the final review of the script.

‘I was the director and general manager, so I had to remove any shortcomings and my unorganized greed that could be even slightly detrimental to box office success.’

But now it is different. There is nothing you can’t do if you prepare in advance, something Heechan says every day.

Silwon, unaware that Dawn was thinking these thoughts, nodded.

“Well, okay. You should also make some reserves. Then let’s meet up and write something. how is it?”

“Why are you so obsessed with meeting and writing, bro?”

“It’s because I’ve never met a writer I like as much as my older brother.”

Author Silwon begged as if he was sincere, putting his hands together and twisting his head and body incongruously. He sometimes acts like that towards PD Moon, and I had no idea that he would also show this attitude towards himself.

“Are you free this Friday?! He said he was writing anyway. Just call us whenever you can and we can spend it together. huh?”

“I have to miss time this week and next week because Dal is going to school.”

“Doing nothing else? “What about next week?”

“Next week we will be doing some fall cleaning.”

It should stop at this point, but for some reason the questions don’t stop.

“When will utopia arrive? “I heard that and its translations are such a hit that I have to go to Luna Books too?”

“…Well, I have so many questions. “It’s very suspicious.”

Writer Silwon paused for a moment, then smiled.

“It’s just a common update post, whatever.”

***

After a while.

Silwon got into the light blue car parked in front of the cafe and started the engine.

“Tskchacha~.”

Wearing his seat belt, he sent a text message to someone on his cell phone.

“The writer Koo is already in my hands.”

[Eun Jin-won]: [I found out your brother’s schedule~.]

[Eun Jin-won]: [Try to take care of yourself this time. He seemed a bit suspicious about digging into it.]

Before the car starts.

A read mark appears immediately, and the answer arrives.

[Heechan~]: [Thank you]

[Nara~]: [Thank you so much]

[Dal~] : [ㄱThank you!!]