Novelist Running Through Time - Chapter 135



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The Novelist Who Leapt Through Time Episode 135

“… … .”

I opened my eyes early in the morning.

I had a bad dream.

The front of my head is wet with cold sweat. I wiped it off with my forearm, got up, and took off the blanket.

The blankets were spread out on the floor in a mess, and I hadn’t cleaned them up in any particular way. Because I live alone at home.

I stumble to the bathroom, wash my face and brush my teeth, and drink coffee to wake up my still sleepy body.

The world has become so much better. Just press one button and the water starts flowing. Bubble bubble.

Pour boiling water into a paper cup and pour the coffee mix. And stir with a paddle instead of a spoon.

After all, coffee must contain harmful substances to taste good.

Then, I grabbed some coffee and went out to the balcony. In the past, I would have brought cigarettes with me, but unfortunately, one hand is empty.

The spring breeze was still cold and my body shivered. It’s been a while since I moved my studio, so the scenery outside is a little unfamiliar.

But the slowly rising morning sun was the same wherever I went, so I looked blankly at the sky and thought about the dream I had earlier.

At this time, take a sip of coffee and sigh.

“Whoa… … .”

As is always the case with dreams, they become blurry the moment you wake up.

The only thing that is clear is that it was a dream where someone was tormenting me.

Reality was also like this.

It doesn’t matter when or where.

Being born without a mother or father is a very unpleasant thing, and wherever you go, you are bullied by someone.

I was beaten countless times, cursed at, pointed at, and stabbed, and it was only after my heart was torn and torn and covered in scars that I became accustomed to the pain.

However, the memories of those days have not let me go even now, even after decades have passed and even after I died and came back to life and traveled backwards in time.

So in the end, the world is a hell of ghosts who harass others,

You can only survive if you get used to bullying others and being bullied by others… … .

That was the world I saw and the reason I wrote a novel called ‘Dark Adaptation.’

After completing several months of writing, I feel like all energy has been drained from my body.

And as always, I am both proud and sad.

It’s not a very complicated idea. I’m proud of the parts I think I wrote well, and I’m just sad about the parts I think I wrote poorly.

However, outside of the novel, I felt a little sorry for Manager Lim Yang-wook, who was in a difficult situation because the book did not sell.

But it was something worth doing, no, it was something worth writing.

I think I did well to listen to Gu Yuna’s advice. I feel like something new literature has begun within me.

It was as if I had broken away from private novels complaining of pain and deprivation and was looking at the world through my own eyes for the first time.

The next question naturally follows. So how should we live in a world like this?

I already feel like writing the next novel. This could also be said to be a gift from Gu Yuna.

But I don’t think I can use it right away. It is a matter of physical strength, not mental. This work was so intense. Maybe it’s because it’s a writing that accepts emotions rather than letting them out… … .

I don’t know.

As expected, the path to literature was thin yet deep, and the further I went, the more I realized my shortcomings.

“ha… … .”

It would be nice to blow away this stuffiness with smoke, but if middle school students smoke, things get a little messy.

okay. Today was also the time to act like a middle school student.

I gave up on reality and put on my school uniform.

It’s been a while since I went to school.

EP 8 – Dark Adaptation

To the extent that he was enrolled in the Department of Creative Writing at Baekhak Arts Middle School, he could be said to be a rare species, selected only from the top 1% of those with a high interest in literature.

(In fact, it is more appropriate to call it an endangered species rather than a rare species.)

So, the students of the Munchang Department were closely aware of how the writer’s new work, ‘Dark Adaptation’, was evaluated and what grades it achieved.

This was the reason why the writer heard these words as soon as he entered school.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“what?”

“no… … . cheer up!”

A sudden wave of comfort washed over the writer.

“Go for it!”

“Don’t worry too much about what people say.”

“that’s right. “I enjoyed reading it.”

It wasn’t that I didn’t know why they behaved like this. Dark Adaptation was evaluated as a very problematic work.

But is it to this extent?

– The writer was puzzled, but in other people’s eyes, ‘this much’ was correct.

It is common for dark and boring novels to be ignored by the public. However, facing criticism from critics was a particularly strange thing.

That was right now.

The novel ‘Dark Adaptation’ faced harsh criticism from critics.

This is a strange thing that goes against the beautiful custom of the literary world, which covers as much as possible, shouting, ‘We are Nami’, no matter how much the public says, ‘Is this novel really good?’

Why did this happen?

The reason was because the writer was a ‘man’.

A critic is a literary critic. I make it my business to criticize literary works. And of course, the criticism is published in a literary magazine.

And writers tend to have some trouble with the literary magazine industry. A long time ago, I bought quite a few literary awards. About 16… … .

In any case, the elders of the critic community remembered the resentment that occurred when an evil bald man broke into the spring literary contest and committed terrible acts.

Even though they almost reconciled recently, the literary man stormed out of the venue and abandoned Asaripan, which completely ruined their reputation.

Of course, the culprit is not the writer. He was an independent novelist who provoked writers. So, only the culprit was killed and the writer was fine. Because it was the right thing to do.

But how can emotions be acted upon in a rational way?

The literary magazine that was treated like shit in front of reporters and readers, that is, the literary award organizer, said, ‘If only that bastard had been patient a little longer… … ‘I couldn’t help but think.

But ‘that bastard’s’ new work failed?

There is no better opportunity than this.

The all-out attack began.

-Not everything that is dark is artistic.

-Minor copy of No Longer Human [2.0/5]

-I think there is too much pressure placed on a writer who is so young. As you gained too much fame through entertainment or broadcasting, didn’t you feel pressured to write a masterpiece? … .

Although unknown to the public, this strangely harsh criticism also had a hand in Baekhak Bookstore’s publishing division.

Naturally, this is a slander by Kim Sang-guk, the president of Baekhak Bookstore, who is trying to keep the publishing management headquarters in check.

Although the evil plan within the company was blocked due to a strange radio wave coming from somewhere in the strategic planning office at the headquarters, Kim Sang-guk can only reach the extent of the critics that exist outside the company.

Of course, the writer did not know this context.

And I didn’t really care.

This strange and twisted passage of time showed us that there was something more important than sales figures in literature.

But Gu Yuna seemed a little worried.

“Dark adaptation is a masterpiece.”

Behind the children comforting the writer with various feelings such as sympathy, support, jealousy, and immorality,

Guy Yuna, with black eyes, slowly raised her head like a ghost.

The children were scared and took a step back, but Gu Yuna grabbed the nearest girl’s wrist.

“The ugly nature of humans that can only survive by tormenting someone… … That contradiction… … .”

“Why, why are you like that… … ! Let go of this… … !”

“Are you unable to feel catharsis in the protagonist’s fall and salvation as he struggles with the contradictions, agonizes over the meaning of sin and judgment, and ultimately embraces darkness? “And you’re still a literature student?”

“Aaaah!”

The poor child caught by Gu Yuna screamed, but Wenchang and the children were accustomed to cutting off the victim.

Don’t survivors who are accustomed to the zombie apocalypse quickly abandon their bitten colleagues? It’s exactly the same thing. Wenchang and the children have become accustomed to surviving the ‘manger or apocalypse’.

Just as the zombie virus was spreading, Gu Yuna focused her gaze on the captured victim as if shooting a hypnotic beam and began brainwashing them.

“The story in the memoir is a metaphor for reality. There is a reason why this novel is structured in a framed manner. All the bullying issues that have been a problem lately are featured in the story, right? School violence, group bullying, malicious comments, teacher murder, rumors, gossip, paternalism, murder… … .”

“Ah Okay! Because I got it!”

“Did you not read it even when you were in your third year of Wenchang? Are you a reader? Nope. You’re a writer. Are you a foolish public addicted to provocative media steeped in sexualism and capitalism? Are you still a literature student? “Are you just reading the book?”

Gu Yuna’s grip strength is not that strong. She can shake off and run away as much as she wants.

But those black eyes, black eyes without a single ray of light, grab my heart.

Especially with this girl, the thing that scares me the most is that when it comes to literature… … .

In the end, the victim bitten by Gu Yuna’s cruel teeth was able to be released only after self-criticism.

“Dark adaptation… It’s a masterpiece… … .”

Only then did Gu Yuna release the victim with a satisfied expression.

Of course, to others, it looks expressionless. There is no other horror like this.

However, the writer was able to smile happily because he saw Gu Yuna hanging out affectionately with her friend.

Anyway, today was also peaceful with Munchang of Baekhak Arts Middle School.

However, Baekhak Library was a little less peaceful because Gu Yuna was not there either.

* * *

After Lim Yang-wook’s return, Baekhak Bookstore’s CEO Kim Sang-guk’s work life was hell.

Lim Yang-wook is a devil holding a literary figure in his left hand and Baekseol in his right.

The intention to make Baekseol the president of Baekhak Bookstore based on his accomplishments as a writer was obvious to everyone, and for that reason, it was a threat.

That’s because it made President Kim Sang-guk look like ‘a person who will disappear soon’.

Power is a matter of perception. When a king falls seriously ill, his power is lost. This is because loyalty is directed to the new person in power. The same goes for the president’s power.

The very existence of Baekseol, the ‘claimant to the title’, made Kim Sang-guk a half-hearted CEO.

They did not particularly hide their intention to take over the position of president, and from that moment on, Kim Sang-guk’s work life became a struggle to keep his position.

He persuaded the anxious board of directors, blocked the influence of Baek Do-hyun, president of the headquarters’ strategic planning office, and kept the publication management headquarters led by Lim Yang-wook in check.

very,

It wasn’t very easy.

It is absurd for a parachute in his late 20s to take over the CEO position, even in a conglomerate company.

But it’s a different story if you’re an expert nominated for the Booker International Prize. Those qualifications alone are enough to attract investors and start a publishing company.

Meanwhile, ‘Gita’ caused a huge sensation in Japan. And Lim Yang-wook’s political work is all about Baekseol’s performance.

Kim Sang-guk, who witnessed this, felt like the sky had abandoned him.

And now, it felt like the sky was watching me.

‘done! ‘You bastards!’

-Kim Sang-guk is not a clumsy person who would say the same thing out loud. He gently scolded the head of the publishing business division who reported to him.

“A business model that relies on individual starship is, of course, precarious. It seems that there are a lot of people in the company who do not understand that, so this quarter, we discussed with the government regarding educational publishing… … .”

Kim Sang-guk presented a specific vision to the excited head of the publishing business division and, pretending to be polite, gently ignored the insults of the head of the book distribution division who ridiculed him.

And even though he was left alone, he did not show any joy and started on his next plan.

‘Literature… I never thought that child would become such a nuisance… … .’

Lim Yang-wook The culprit behind this poisonous disease, which did not know how scary the world was and went on a rampage, was because of that young bastard.

The publishing management headquarters has not yet achieved any results through writers other than writers. Only the literary man’s track record is the bookmaker’s weapon.

But this is also a matter of time. Starting with Gu Yu-bin, quite a few writers have been recruited by the publishing department, and the game is over as soon as they appear in the media and begin to make a full-fledged performance.

That means that Lim Yang-wook’s method is right,

Because it proves that Kim Sang-guk, who kicked out Lim Yang-wook, was wrong.

This is not office politics. It is a matter of ideology as a publisher. Whose idea will save this industry from crisis? It is a battle of beliefs.

Therefore, Kim Sang-guk’s victory plan is to bring down the writer and collapse the publishing management headquarters before a conclusion is reached.

Fortunately, the writer showed a loophole.

Based on this, Kim Sang-guk started the next plan.

How long has it been since I was lost in deep thought?

Woo Ki-tae, head of the Publication Planning Department, came to the president’s office.

“Yes, boss… … !”

“What’s going on? Without even knocking… … .”

Woo Gi-tae’s mouth opened in urgency.

Kim Sang-guk once again felt as if the sky had abandoned him.

The chairman called the writer.