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style=\"text-align:left;word-break:break-all;font-size:14px;line-height:1.6em;\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eBook Introduction\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctbody\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdl\u003e\n\u003cdt\u003e A word from MD\u003c\/dt\u003e\n\u003cdd\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e The tears and laughter of the times captured by Kim Hoon\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e A new collection of essays by Kim Hoon, a contemporary writer.\u003cbr\u003e This book, which contains his intense 'wasted years' spent feeling the weight of birth, aging, illness, and death, confronts the joys and sorrows of this era with concise and elegant writing.\u003cbr\u003e It is time to encounter the aesthetics of Kim Hoon's prose, which delves into the 'world that is inherently such' and captures the sorrow and beauty of life.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cspan\u003eJune 25, 2024.\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cspan\u003eEssay PD Lee Ju-eun\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/dd\u003e\n\u003c\/dl\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e  \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cb\u003e“The foolishness of living beings is limitless,\u003cbr\u003e “I want to be comfortable with this foolishness.”\u003cbr\u003e Kim Hoon's prose aesthetics delve into the \"emotions of life.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Kim Hoon, a contemporary writer who understands better than anyone the inevitable sorrow and beauty of life.\u003cbr\u003e He has returned with a new prose piece written “as I have experienced it,” which he says captures the stages of life that are lost in time and space.\u003cbr\u003e The book contains 45 essays that capture his intense \"wasted time,\" including his experiences wandering the border between life and death, memories of tools that sublimated the brutality of war into humor in everyday life, the youth of history who shone brightly even during turbulent times, and all the smells that accumulate at the bottom of human emotions.\u003cbr\u003e As someone who knows the principles of a world that is 'originally like that', \"Heosongseol\" delves into the emotions of life with a clearer and more delicate writing style than ever before, and is a new horizon for Kim Hoon's prose.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e  \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/tbody\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cul\u003e\u003cli\u003eYou can preview some of the book's contents.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cspan\u003ePreview\u003c\/span\u003e\n\n\u003c\/li\u003e\u003c\/ul\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eindex\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e The Joys of \u003cb\u003eGrowing\u003c\/b\u003e Old 7\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePart 1: Waiting for the Bird\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Seollal 31 at Ilsan Lake Park\u003cbr\u003e 34 years old\u003cbr\u003e Wasted Time 43\u003cbr\u003e The Lightness of Ashes 49\u003cbr\u003e Send and Go 55\u003cbr\u003e Bird 1 - The Bird Came 63\u003cbr\u003e Bird 2 - The Bird Gone 69\u003cbr\u003e Travel Story 75\u003cbr\u003e Flowers and Fruits 83\u003cbr\u003e Take your eyes off me 89\u003cbr\u003e Time and the River 91\u003cbr\u003e 96 at the typhoon observatory\u003cbr\u003e Hostile Languages ​​104\u003cbr\u003e The Sewol Ferry is still tilting 111\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePart 2: Writing and Food\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Summer Letter 127\u003cbr\u003e Praise of Walking 130\u003cbr\u003e Reading the particle 'e' 134\u003cbr\u003e Thinking about adjectives and adverbs 142\u003cbr\u003e The song permeates the mountains and rivers 149\u003cbr\u003e Reading Books in Troubled Times 153\u003cbr\u003e The Pain of Eating 159\u003cbr\u003e Eating and drinking alone 166\u003cbr\u003e Fist Axe 172\u003cbr\u003e Museum shit bucket 177\u003cbr\u003e Hole 187\u003cbr\u003e Sujebi and Bibimbap 195\u003cbr\u003e Equality of Bodies 201\u003cbr\u003e Discussing Kisses 205\u003cbr\u003e Listening to the sound of birds flapping their wings 211\u003cbr\u003e Light on the Highway - Winter Warmth 215\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003ePart 3 Blue Days\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ode to Youth 221\u003cbr\u003e An Jung-geun's Silence 239 \u003cbr\u003eChildren, look at the rising and setting sun. 1 246\u003cbr\u003e Children, look at the rising and setting sun. 2 253\u003cbr\u003e Park Kyung-ni, Shin Kyeong-rim, Baek Nak-cheong, and Kang Woon-gu - Looking at Kang Woon-gu's photo exhibition [People at That Time] 257\u003cbr\u003e The Bishop's Laughter 267\u003cbr\u003e Analog is Forever 273\u003cbr\u003e Thinking of Eight Children 280\u003cbr\u003e Difficulty in Speaking, Pain in Listening 288\u003cbr\u003e Thinking about individual suffering 300\u003cbr\u003e Spring at Lake Park 1 307\u003cbr\u003e Spring at Lake Park 2 313\u003cbr\u003e The Smell of Life 319\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e Bird and helmet 329 \u003cb\u003ebehind\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eInto the book\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e I spend my days basking in the sun for a couple of hours in the afternoon.\u003cbr\u003e The sun is the counterpart of my old age.\u003cbr\u003e When I was young, I didn't know what it meant to be in the sun, and I couldn't look into the space between me and the sun. \u003cbr\u003eThe sunlight of the past cannot be brought back, and the sunlight of tomorrow cannot be pulled back, so I have no choice but to bask in the sunlight of the present. However, sunlight has neither passing nor approaching, so the sunlight always comes to where I am now.\u003cbr\u003e Sunlight is the light of the new present and the sunlight of this very place.\u003cbr\u003e Looking back, the years I worked so hard that my tongue fell off seem like a waste, but when I waste my time basking in the sun, my body and mind are filled with light and sunshine.\u003cbr\u003e I'm busy wasting time.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.43 From \"Waste of Time\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Words are not stepping stones to cross the sea of ​​confession.\u003cbr\u003e When there is a gap between the subject and the predicate, the sentence becomes shaky and falls apart along with the stepping stones.\u003cbr\u003e The downfall is not regrettable, as the branches are supposed to go their own way.\u003cbr\u003e Goodbye, horses.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.39 From \"The Last Years\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The brooding bird was silent and focused, full of itself. \u003cbr\u003eThe bird endured the darkness, rain, and cold all by itself.\u003cbr\u003e The male diligently carried small prey and occasionally took turns with the female.\u003cbr\u003e I thought about the action of temperature crossing between life and life, and the reverence of the Korean verb 'to embrace'.\u003cbr\u003e Just as a bird hatches an egg and hatches its chicks, or as it brings life, flickering like a distant lantern, closer and gives it form, have I ever embraced words and objects, breathing in my body heat?\u003cbr\u003e You and I have been living wrongly for a long time.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.70 From “Bird 2 - The Bird Gone”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eI don't know if the time in space where the stars move, the time in the pottery kiln that ripens the soil on the ground to reveal the primordial colors that had been dormant in the soil, the time in the womb of mammals that grow their bodies inside their bodies, the time of plants that bloom from seeds, and the time in the kimchi crock that ferments kimchi all have the same texture and function, but even if all of that time cannot be brought into the realm of human language, those various times are beautiful in their own way, across the cliff where words have ceased to exist.\u003cbr\u003e --- pp.69-70 From \"Time and the River\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e A place where crowds gather in sub-zero weather, waving flags and jumping up and down at a dictator and a line of weapons is not a people's square. \u003cbr\u003eThe space where isolated individuals each establish their own closed and exclusive fences and develop and practice the logic of egoism within them is not the secret room that Lee Myeong-jun envisioned.\u003cbr\u003e It may not be true that human existence and the political and social environment are divided into closed rooms and public squares, but there were no closed rooms or public squares in either the North or the South.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.109 From “Hostile Languages”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The Korean particle 'e' forms the logical pillar of a sentence while maintaining a space of freedom within the sentence.\u003cbr\u003e The single-syllable sound is low and small, making it difficult to hear, but it loosens the rigidity of logic and broadens the world of writing.\u003cbr\u003e When we write in Korean, 'The fields are awakened by the rain,' 'The flowers fall in the wind,' and 'The old man's body dries in the spring sun,' '에' not only indicates causality, but also opens up a new world of language that integrates logic and emotion. \u003cbr\u003eThe particle 'e' is loose, loose, and free, and is a blessing in Korean.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.141 From “Reading the Investigative ‘E’”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Looking into the hole of the Gaya pottery, I feel the hole in my heart clogged when I think about making a hole in this iron-clad reality where I am gasping for breath, tied to the short leash of inherited evil deeds and ideology.\u003cbr\u003e It would be impossible to poke a hole in the iron wall of reality with the careless and light movements of a potter from Gaya.\u003cbr\u003e Yet, the holes in Gaya tell us that the dim, intangible, and empty things inside the holes are not ultimately powerless in human history.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.194 From \"The Hole\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When we hear this cry from young Bang Jeong-hwan, we all realize how regressive Children's Day is these days.\u003cbr\u003e Nowadays, no child gets inspiration about life and the future by watching 'The Rising Sun and the Setting Sun'.\u003cbr\u003e The child is tied to a short leash made by an adult. \u003cbr\u003eChildren are just 'my babies'.\u003cbr\u003e The day when every household shouts, “Oh my, my child!” is not the Children’s Day designed by the young Bang Jeong-hwan.\u003cbr\u003e Children's Day today is 'My Child's Day'.\u003cbr\u003e If everyone only embraces their own children, all the children in this country will become ‘other people’s children.’\u003cbr\u003e --- p.256 From “Children, Look at the Rising and Setting Sun 2”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The world cannot be constructed using only the first person, whether in writing or in photographs.\u003cbr\u003e The third person is barely revealed because 'I' steps back.\u003cbr\u003e Humans are blessed by the presence of 'you' between the first and third person.\u003cbr\u003e It's embarrassing to say that the action of the body and mind that attracts by changing the third person to the second person 'you' is 'love'.\u003cbr\u003e The well-expressed third person maintains a distance as an object, but also approaches me as 'you'.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.259 From “Park Kyung-ni, Shin Kyeong-rim, Baek Nak-cheong, and Kang Un-gu”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eDigital technology has revolutionized civilization by transforming all information and data into symbols, but the foundation of life and language cannot be symbolized.\u003cbr\u003e Mr. Hwang's business, which collapsed one after another, and the work tools he left behind are imprinted on the muscles of humanity as immortal memories.\u003cbr\u003e Gyodongdo Daeryong Market is an analog market.\u003cbr\u003e Market vendors are waiting for the new swallows to fly in.\u003cbr\u003e Waiting and longing are both analog businesses, and swallows do not return to the digital space.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.279 From “Analog is Eternal”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Speech that mixes opinions and facts is difficult to understand.\u003cbr\u003e This is where the confusion in listening begins.\u003cbr\u003e Perhaps the impulse to state facts as opinions and opinions as facts is a latent desire underlying human language consciousness.\u003cbr\u003e This is the difficulty of speaking.\u003cbr\u003e (…) The Chinese characters for groundless and useless nonsense are written as hwa譁. \u003cbr\u003eThe world is a place where the garbage of words boils like boiling water, and the name of that world is Hwase.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.297 From “The Difficulty of Speaking, the Pain of Listening”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As I approached Darling Noona, an indescribably strange smell emanated from her body and the hem of her clothes, a smell unlike anything in this world. Above the stench of DDT and excrement, Darling Noona's scent rose like a clear melody.\u003cbr\u003e The smell was intense, piercing, rushing into my senses, an ungraspable smell, the smell of something illusive that could not be pinned to the ground, the more illusive it was, the more intense it was, and it stirred my young soul in a violent dissonance with the smell of DDT and shit.\u003cbr\u003e (…) Old age, when memories of all kinds of smells come back under a tree in bloom, struggles to grow old, but waits for all the babies in this world to be born. \u003cbr\u003eI wait for babies to be born in this fine dust and give off the smell of milk vomit.\u003cbr\u003e I have come too far back to write this last sentence.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e --- pp.314-318 From \"Spring in Lake Park 2\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003ePublisher's Review\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003eThe weight of birth, aging, illness, and death endured with the lightness of wasted time\u003cbr\u003e Honest writing that captures the tears and laughter of the times\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “When an obituary appears on your phone, death is right before your eyes, like a delivery.” _The Joys of Aging, p. 7\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Novelist Kim Hoon has returned with his prose work, “Waste of Time.”\u003cbr\u003e As can be sensed from the first sentence clearly printed on the paper, he is a 'practical worker who writes' who even considers death to be part of his daily routine.\u003cbr\u003e Although he is now approaching eighty, he looks, thinks, and writes more diligently than ever.\u003cbr\u003e The traces of that long and diligent labor are clearly evident in this book.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Let us die lightly and send off the departing person coolly. \u003cbr\u003eEven simple funeral procedures can provide respectful condolences.\u003cbr\u003e Let's return to lightness, both for those who go and those who send, and for medical practice.\u003cbr\u003e You can tell everything by looking at the bone powder.\u003cbr\u003e This lightness can help us bear the heaviness of life.\u003cbr\u003e “It’s light in the end.”\u003cbr\u003e _The Lightness of Ashes, p. 54\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e If you pass the introduction, \"The Joy of Growing Old,\" which reveals the love-hate feelings toward alcohol and cigarettes that Kim Hoon developed in his later years, and open Part 1, \"Waiting for the Bird,\" you will find 14 essays that provide a glimpse into Kim Hoon's present.\u003cbr\u003e Confessing to having been seriously ill with cardiovascular disease, he mocks what it is like to live each day with a body literally “sick in every part of my body and every organ,” and ponders what his final words will be before his body completely withers away and he finally becomes nothing more than ashes.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe sorrow of having to lie in a hospital room and watch urine collect in a urinal naturally leads to reflection on the hardships of living beings who must endure the weight of birth, aging, illness, and death with the lightness of wasted time.\u003cbr\u003e He spends his old age sitting in Ilsan Lake Park, basking in the sun, and dreams that his words will escape this hardship and touch the bare face of life.\u003cbr\u003e He is “busy wasting time.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e He, who is busy wasting time, turns his attention in Part 2, “Writing and Food,” once again to “the daily life of earning a living, fighting, loving, hating, supporting, and nagging.”\u003cbr\u003e For him, who once lamented the “boredom of earning a living,” writing that accurately captures the sorrow of making a living must be a lifelong task. \u003cbr\u003eHe wants to bring language closer to the center of life by discarding “words that are too simplistic and too exaggerated” and using only the necessary words.\u003cbr\u003e The goal is to boldly eliminate the weak parts of speech that further widen the gap between the writer and his or her native language, and to “run straight toward things instead of going around in circles.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “On days when things are bubbling up inside you that you want to write about and things that you think are worth saying, you have to hold on to the reins of your sentences even tighter.\u003cbr\u003e On days like these, adjectives and adverbs get involved, characters' speech becomes more animated, and assertive endings rush in to overpower the writer.\u003cbr\u003e The day when the writing is good and the number of manuscripts increases and the manuscript fee increases is dangerous.\u003cbr\u003e “On days like this, when I finish my work and go out to the park to play, I’m afraid that others will see me picking out the words that have come up in my writing and skimming off the grease.” \u003cbr\u003e_「Thinking about adjectives and adverbs」, p. 143.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The effort to use only the necessary words accurately is also revealed in the affection shown for simple objects that fully reveal the texture of life.\u003cbr\u003e Looking into the “dark and cool” holes of Gaya pottery at the museum, he thinks of the sorrow of the Gaya potters who fell to Silla’s iron weapons.\u003cbr\u003e On the other hand, when I see the trash in my daily life that has become an extension of my daily life, I feel a surge of excitement at the sight of “living things that were once vibrant.”\u003cbr\u003e The simple, “pure and unexaggerated” words that seem to come from these objects that “have placed themselves in a low position” are a passage that suggests the direction of his prose language.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “I am a person who values ​​food, so I first looked into artifacts related to eating food, but there were so many that I couldn’t see them all. \u003cbr\u003eThere were endless mortars, grindstones, jars, pickled vegetables, kimchi jars, soy sauce jars, wine jars, rice bowls, soup bowls, kettles, plates, trays, pots, earthenware pots, bowls, and soup bowls.\u003cbr\u003e “The infinite objects had their own unique expressions, and the consistent texture of these expressions was the simplicity and realism of the things that are indispensable to people’s daily lives.”\u003cbr\u003e _「Museum Shithole」, p. 179\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When we reach Part 3, “Blue Days,” the author shifts his gaze further and focuses on those who lived or are living in troubled times.\u003cbr\u003e The youth of Darwin and Fitzroy, the brothers Jeong Yak-yong and Jeong Yak-jeon, and Ahn Jung-geun intersect and come to mind in his sentences.\u003cbr\u003e This roll call continues with Bang Jeong-hwan, Im Hwa, Choi In-hun, Park Kyung-ri, Baek Nak-cheong, Shin Kyeong-rim…\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Despite the pain of resentment and alienation shown in ‘Farming’, Shin Kyeong-rim’s expression is clear and kind.\u003cbr\u003e His face, facing the snow, shows the basis of innocence. \u003cbr\u003eThis moment shows the essence that rises from within.\u003cbr\u003e There is no intention to necessarily see anything.\u003cbr\u003e The backed-off camera caught that moment.\u003cbr\u003e That moment was visible.\u003cbr\u003e The snowflakes were thick that day.\u003cbr\u003e “In the photo, Shin Kyung-rim is probably smiling because he likes the snow falling.”\u003cbr\u003e _「Park Kyung-ni, Shin Kyeong-rim, Baek Nak-cheong, and Kang Un-gu」, p. 264\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e He diligently traces the places where the worries and hopes of those who lived in cold times and tried to create blue days remain, and he hurries his steps toward the suffering of rebirth 'here and now.'\u003cbr\u003e It is to commemorate the deaths of countless neighbors who were “squeezed to death, trampled to death” in the harsh reality.\u003cbr\u003e He does not provide clear answers to real-world problems.\u003cbr\u003e I just think about “what tone of voice should I use to speak to this world.” \u003cbr\u003eIn a world seething with words of abuse, a world where it is difficult to speak and painful to hear, his sentences move forward steadfastly.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “It is difficult to understand speech that mixes opinions and facts.\u003cbr\u003e This is where the confusion in listening begins.\u003cbr\u003e Perhaps the impulse to state facts as opinions and opinions as facts is a latent desire underlying human language consciousness.\u003cbr\u003e This is the difficulty of speaking. 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