Author's Note

Part 1 If you look at me slowly
I like things to be normal
The fantasy of a mother and daughter who are like friends
Courtesy for trivial encounters
The snow that day stopped me in my tracks
From raising a cat to becoming a cat
When we had a big breakup
If you don't tell me, I won't know why?
Speak clearly even if you cry
I'm your mom, but what's wrong with that?!
The influence of children on their mothers
Thinking of an artificial womb
About the daughter, actually about the mother
Writing is a way to become close to myself
A twenty-two-year-old car that has been with me for a long time
A person who knows well where to be brave

Part 2 Underlining Your Life
There is no love unless you fall in love.
Finally learning how to live
There is no no kids zone
A mother's work continues even after she turns seventy.
Holding on to kimchi
How to achieve a sweet face
Why We Need to Study Grief
Why do we become more indebted as we age?
If you don't have a daughter, you can't empathize
The reason she went to the hotel was
What's scarier than feminists
Daughters despair twice
When you dedicate yourself to beautiful waste
A word to those who dream of becoming writers
Speaking study for adults
Mom's changing clothes
A clever musician and an unstable rock maniac

Part 3: When I Miss the Feeling of Being Us
Strange adults who make poor children
That's how you become a party
The temptation of dichotomy
A true story that is hard to believe even after hearing it
I sent a letter to the sexual assault perpetrator.
My name was called at the pool
My heart is narrow and I can't hide anything.
Old you
How much does a writer earn?
Good people who hurt me
Life was highlighted on the Mugunghwa train.
Where is there a revolution that is only sad?
Seoul, Patterson's potential
George Orwell's Faith
A life without disease is not only incomplete,
It's impossible
The Table of the Haves and the Exploitation Behind It

Part 4: When Encountered with an Unfamiliar World
Children putting on makeup
The existence of a teenager who has disappeared from here and now
Single ladies of the world, hold on!
Two prejudices
Declaration of the Mood Breaker
“I did nothing wrong.” That one sentence
Thinking of Adam Smith at the sink
Why do women always reflect?
The illusion of normalcy, the illusion of normality
Wonderful single, you have friends
Why Women Are Flocking to Writing Classes
When Nickname Meets Dutch Pay
How That Lazy Guy Changed My Life
Calmly immerse yourself in your misfortune
I've never seen someone like that before
Awareness of 'Seoul things'
How to find an exit from suffering

If you look around Part 5 a little more closely,
The right to read and write
Between meals there is command and obedience.
Reality is distant and the CSAT is noisy.
My child could be a perpetrator too.
I must see the rising sun and the setting sun.
To a child who keeps skipping school
Music awakens our emotions like spring rain
An autumn day at the Samsung occupational disease protest site
Adults who write autobiographical novels
I still fight over a few pennies
We earn money for every wound we inflict.
A book you like, not a good book
That the conveniences of civilization are owed to someone
Why are there no Papa Chong and Noah Jae-Jeon?
The feeling of always being with someone

“When you become an observer who delicately examines the texture of life,
We all become good people.”

《Words of Writing》《The Front Line of Writing》 Eunyu

That I can become a better person,
About the hope that we can understand each other

In an age where we are busy showing off or feeling sorry for ourselves, an age where “I am a complexly good person, but others are simply bad people” (Shin Hyeong-cheol).
“Coming Words” emphasizes the value of standing in the shoes of others in this age of self-centeredness.
The metaphor tells us that when we listen to others, we experience the wonderful experience of our own prejudices being shattered and our own lives being expanded.
When that happens, I become a better person who cares for myself and others, and as we connect with each other, the world takes a slight turn for the better.

This book encompasses both “The Front Lines of Writing” and “Words of Writing,” which received praise from readers who said, “I learned about life while trying to learn about writing,” and “Every Time We Fight, We Become Transparent,” which awakens feelings we had forgotten or were unaware of by weaving together several poems about the loneliness and resentment experienced while living as a woman and a mother, while going one step further.
To borrow a metaphor, “Coming Words” is “a record of taking a step from myself to someone else and meeting the world.”
This time, Eunyu's writing will open the reader's eyes and hearts, and as they pass through Eunyu's sentences, which have become more mature and solid, they will also experience growth.

“Since when have people’s words come to me?”
Words of understanding and empathy that nurture me and connect us.

The material for “Coming Words” is words that Eunyu reads and hears in everyday life.
Metaphor says that when “beautiful, delicate, sharp, or dull” words that enter and leave one’s body accumulate and mature, they become a piece of writing.
Those words are both a refreshing metaphor, like the restaurant owner's, "That woman is so pretty, she should shine like an autumn mackerel," and the painful words of a survivor of incestuous sexual violence, who asks, "Does writing make the pain go away?"
It is also a quote from Nietzsche that affirms the uncertainty of life, saying, “To conceive a dancing star, one must have chaos within,” and it is also a ‘silent word’ sent by someone who could not write anything in a writing class.
Eunyu says that the greatest reward she gained from reflecting on and writing down the words that came to her in life was realizing the limitations of her own experience and realizing that she had many prejudices.

This book shows how Eun-yu, who defines himself as a "prejudiced person," reads books and listens to others, trying to break down his prejudices about others and the world.
In the process, the metaphor reveals its own shortcomings.
His honest self-reflection helps each of us understand others and expand our own world as we enter a new world called the other, a world we encounter every day but have never properly encountered.

“Prejudice, ignorance, and dullness do not arise from lack of knowledge.
Excess is always a problem rather than deficiency.
Because I can only fully hear what others say if I put aside my own judgment.
Putting myself in someone else's shoes can be challenging at times, but at least the effort I put into it allowed me to become more sensitive to hasty assumptions, assumptions, omissions, and discrimination.
“We are always short of vocabulary to express life, and life is always bigger than words.” (p. 8)

"Living while maintaining a certain level of sensitivity."
The essence of metaphorical writing that restores lost sensibility

This book also displays the essence of metaphorical writing, which reveals people on the margins of the world, who are usually not easily seen, with a healthy and warm gaze and language. With excellent writing skills that are enough to be called “an author who makes you underline every page” and “an author whose sentences you want to steal,” the book shows the essence of metaphorical writing, which puts good content into a good format.

In the opening “Author’s Note,” Eunyu quotes poet Noriko Ibaragi’s poem “The Degree of Self-Sensitivity.”
“Don’t blame others for your withering heart. / You neglected to water it yourself. / (...) // Don’t blame the times for everything that’s wrong. / Are you willing to give up your barely shining dignity?” (p. 9) Eunyu nods at the poet’s words, but wants to refute them a little.
In a time when communities have almost disappeared and the range of people we meet is limited, it is difficult to get the opportunity to look into the lives of others.
In that sense, metaphor says that being a writer is a good job.
Because when I teach writing classes and interview people, I am “gifted with gem-like stories that comfort and impart wisdom to life.”
Metaphors write to spread stories that are too good to be kept to oneself and should not be kept to oneself.

His writings contain stories of people we might easily overlook if we don't pay attention, including himself and his family, close acquaintances, students in his writing class, and people he met in very ordinary places like swimming pools, as well as survivors of sexual violence, women who took to the streets to change a misogynistic society, victims of Samsung occupational diseases and their families, families of the Sewol ferry disaster victims, and irregular workers who lost their lives on the job and their families.
This book, "Words to Come," presents us with an opportunity to study others and recover and care for our sensibilities that have become dulled by life's weariness, through the metaphor of studying others and trying to empathize with their pain.