Don't feel the weight of love
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Book Introduction
It is a trace of an individual and at the same time a writer who has passed through
His prose and life trajectories from the 70s, 80s, and 90s
Park Wan-seo's essay collection, "Love Doesn't Feel Weighed"
『Don't Feel the Weight of Love』, which has arrived in new clothes, is a completely revised edition of 『Applause for the Last Place』, which was first published in 1977 and republished by Segyesa in 2002.
This collection of essays, which has been consistently loved by readers for over 25 years without ever going out of print, is the first collection of essays that made Park Wan-seo's name widely known not only as a novelist but also as an essayist, and is considered her representative work.
World History is introducing a new title and cover to share the precious legacy of Park Wan-seo, a giant of Korean literature, with readers.
The 46 essays included in “Don’t Feel the Weight of Love” contain impressive moments from the 20 years I spent as a writer and an individual, from 1971, the year after I first took my first steps as a writer, to 1994.
Additionally, the book's meaning is enhanced by the inclusion of the unpublished manuscript "You Are Gone, Only Kimchi Remains," which author Ho Won-sook gave special permission for for the revised edition.
Park Wan-seo's writing style, which penetrates deeply into the heart no matter how many times you read it, is even more vividly revealed in her essays, which freely describe ordinary daily life in vivid language.
In particular, this book depicts the life scenes that the author has experienced and felt over a long period of time, so it is fun to read it now and still bring up meaningful questions that are worth thinking about.
From writings that bring a smile to your face with their unique sincerity and clarity to those that warmly soothe your heart, this book contains the essence of Park Wan-seo's essays, allowing you to see the truth behind life with a straight perspective and deep insight.
Let's revisit the special edition of Recover, which contains snippets of life that touch our ordinary daily lives with the warmth and weight of a heart.
His prose and life trajectories from the 70s, 80s, and 90s
Park Wan-seo's essay collection, "Love Doesn't Feel Weighed"
『Don't Feel the Weight of Love』, which has arrived in new clothes, is a completely revised edition of 『Applause for the Last Place』, which was first published in 1977 and republished by Segyesa in 2002.
This collection of essays, which has been consistently loved by readers for over 25 years without ever going out of print, is the first collection of essays that made Park Wan-seo's name widely known not only as a novelist but also as an essayist, and is considered her representative work.
World History is introducing a new title and cover to share the precious legacy of Park Wan-seo, a giant of Korean literature, with readers.
The 46 essays included in “Don’t Feel the Weight of Love” contain impressive moments from the 20 years I spent as a writer and an individual, from 1971, the year after I first took my first steps as a writer, to 1994.
Additionally, the book's meaning is enhanced by the inclusion of the unpublished manuscript "You Are Gone, Only Kimchi Remains," which author Ho Won-sook gave special permission for for the revised edition.
Park Wan-seo's writing style, which penetrates deeply into the heart no matter how many times you read it, is even more vividly revealed in her essays, which freely describe ordinary daily life in vivid language.
In particular, this book depicts the life scenes that the author has experienced and felt over a long period of time, so it is fun to read it now and still bring up meaningful questions that are worth thinking about.
From writings that bring a smile to your face with their unique sincerity and clarity to those that warmly soothe your heart, this book contains the essence of Park Wan-seo's essays, allowing you to see the truth behind life with a straight perspective and deep insight.
Let's revisit the special edition of Recover, which contains snippets of life that touch our ordinary daily lives with the warmth and weight of a heart.
- You can preview some of the book's contents.
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index
· In commemoration of the publication - Hae-in Lee (nun, poet)
· At the beginning of the book
Part 1: Things that are there, but not visible to the eye
You're Gone, Only Kimchi Remains (Unpublished Manuscript)
My Beautiful Neighbor
black nails
It's there, just not visible to the eye
The hillside room is my room
The path I've walked
The Garden I Lost
2 nights and 3 days trip to the southern provinces
Smooth journey
The mountain that was sick
Sunny world
Natural rights rather than special privileges
Wishes in the Kindergarten Yard
Old acrobat
The Mystery of Destruction and Creation
Part 2: Applause for the Last Place
Applause for the last place
Public urination and velvet skirts
The hand that chose the jar
Let's leave that alone
Children who feel suffocated
Even if my hair grows a little longer
I'll live well right away
weekend farm
A short vacation in Seoul
I hate ugly nighties
Longing for Spring
Let's live normally
Winter Story
Well done, very well done
Innocent
Part 3_Don't feel the weight of love
Winter walk
some escape
city kids
Country bumpkin, Seoul bumpkin
Red pepper and manchu soup
aperture
old man
Our neighborhood
The Lunar New Year of my childhood, that warm life
The woman I hate
woman and man
dancing with a woman
Women and Beer
Don't feel the weight of love
Listening to snoring
If it were autumn then
Mother Park Wan-seo, Memories of Warm Things - Ho Won-suk (Author)
· At the beginning of the book
Part 1: Things that are there, but not visible to the eye
You're Gone, Only Kimchi Remains (Unpublished Manuscript)
My Beautiful Neighbor
black nails
It's there, just not visible to the eye
The hillside room is my room
The path I've walked
The Garden I Lost
2 nights and 3 days trip to the southern provinces
Smooth journey
The mountain that was sick
Sunny world
Natural rights rather than special privileges
Wishes in the Kindergarten Yard
Old acrobat
The Mystery of Destruction and Creation
Part 2: Applause for the Last Place
Applause for the last place
Public urination and velvet skirts
The hand that chose the jar
Let's leave that alone
Children who feel suffocated
Even if my hair grows a little longer
I'll live well right away
weekend farm
A short vacation in Seoul
I hate ugly nighties
Longing for Spring
Let's live normally
Winter Story
Well done, very well done
Innocent
Part 3_Don't feel the weight of love
Winter walk
some escape
city kids
Country bumpkin, Seoul bumpkin
Red pepper and manchu soup
aperture
old man
Our neighborhood
The Lunar New Year of my childhood, that warm life
The woman I hate
woman and man
dancing with a woman
Women and Beer
Don't feel the weight of love
Listening to snoring
If it were autumn then
Mother Park Wan-seo, Memories of Warm Things - Ho Won-suk (Author)
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Into the book
It may vary from person to person, but I think what makes guests most uncomfortable is excessive respect and concern.
That's why I'd rather stay in an unfriendly hotel room than stay in the home of a relative who is overly kind.
Just thinking that my comfortable room, adequately equipped with everything I need and with ample time alone, will always be waiting for me fills me with a sense of nostalgia and deep peace.
---From "The Hilltop Room is My Room"
The vibrant flame and fragrant scent of pine resin when the pine branches burn with a pleasant crackling sound are the most powerful focal points of my perfume.
The fallen leaves and pine branches not only warmed the fire, but also made a good fire.
After steaming the rice, scoop the reddish ash into the nitriding furnace and press it down firmly. Then, press down the center again with a round fire stone, and the fire will burn all day long.
---From "The Garden I Lost"
There is something like this water spring in the human heart.
To prevent this water spring from jumping in the wrong direction, the legal regulations must be subtle and not foolish.
Among them, I think it would be a good idea to crack down on miniskirts and long hair.
Aren't the clothes and hair of young people bound to get longer and shorter anyway?
---From "Public Urination and Velvet Skirts"
But what skill can a person have to spit out the years he has wasted?
I know I can never vomit out the years, I can only forget them.
This year will pass, leaving behind a ring in my eye, and the hardships of this year will be forgotten.
How fortunate I am to have a Manchu-guk to decorate my New Year's Eve with splendor.
---From "Peppermint and Manchurian Soup"
A Western-style house with steam heating, a modern, neat kitchen, a lifestyle where you can easily reserve a 3,000 won seat at a first-class concert… I manage to restrain myself before my fantasies reach furs or jewels.
Suddenly, I was afraid of the huge gap between what my husband could give me and what I expected from him.
That's why early winter nights are a little colder than the actual temperature.
---From "Gap"
I want to fill my last few months with the emotions and love of my youthful, childish days.
I want to express pure, uninterested admiration for beauty.
I want to gaze upon the silent seasonal changes around me, the glimpses of sky my window allows me to glimpse, the sunset, the distant mountain lights—all these things with pure joy, engraving them deep within my soul.
That's why I'd rather stay in an unfriendly hotel room than stay in the home of a relative who is overly kind.
Just thinking that my comfortable room, adequately equipped with everything I need and with ample time alone, will always be waiting for me fills me with a sense of nostalgia and deep peace.
---From "The Hilltop Room is My Room"
The vibrant flame and fragrant scent of pine resin when the pine branches burn with a pleasant crackling sound are the most powerful focal points of my perfume.
The fallen leaves and pine branches not only warmed the fire, but also made a good fire.
After steaming the rice, scoop the reddish ash into the nitriding furnace and press it down firmly. Then, press down the center again with a round fire stone, and the fire will burn all day long.
---From "The Garden I Lost"
There is something like this water spring in the human heart.
To prevent this water spring from jumping in the wrong direction, the legal regulations must be subtle and not foolish.
Among them, I think it would be a good idea to crack down on miniskirts and long hair.
Aren't the clothes and hair of young people bound to get longer and shorter anyway?
---From "Public Urination and Velvet Skirts"
But what skill can a person have to spit out the years he has wasted?
I know I can never vomit out the years, I can only forget them.
This year will pass, leaving behind a ring in my eye, and the hardships of this year will be forgotten.
How fortunate I am to have a Manchu-guk to decorate my New Year's Eve with splendor.
---From "Peppermint and Manchurian Soup"
A Western-style house with steam heating, a modern, neat kitchen, a lifestyle where you can easily reserve a 3,000 won seat at a first-class concert… I manage to restrain myself before my fantasies reach furs or jewels.
Suddenly, I was afraid of the huge gap between what my husband could give me and what I expected from him.
That's why early winter nights are a little colder than the actual temperature.
---From "Gap"
I want to fill my last few months with the emotions and love of my youthful, childish days.
I want to express pure, uninterested admiration for beauty.
I want to gaze upon the silent seasonal changes around me, the glimpses of sky my window allows me to glimpse, the sunset, the distant mountain lights—all these things with pure joy, engraving them deep within my soul.
---From "If It Were Autumn"
Publisher's Review
Park Wan-seo, the greatest and warmest name in Korean literature
Comforting words that don't lose their luster over time
46 stories that become newer the more you read them and more precious the longer you watch them.
In the season of waiting for spring, the second definitive edition of the essays by the ever-active author Park Wan-seo, “Don’t Feel Love as a Weight,” has been published.
Beginning with “Namok” in 1970, author Park Wan-seo has published works that have touched the hearts of countless readers, and remains deeply entrenched in our hearts as an “eternal active author.”
If the immense cultural vicissitudes that transpired through author Park Wan-seo, such as the Sino-Japanese War, World War II, and the Korean War, are deeply engraved in her novels, her prose is even more deeply imbued with the colorful landscapes of everyday life and the simple, plain, and beautiful life of author Park Wan-seo.
"You Are Gone, Only Kimchi Remains," included in Part 1, is a manuscript being published for the first time in a single volume, and allows one to feel the special friendship and bond between two giants of Korean literature, authors Park Kyung-ni and Park Wan-seo.
"The Road I've Walked" is a compressed collection of reflections on the author's life since childhood, personal life, separation from family, loneliness, and more. "Rights Rather Than Special Treatment" depicts an anecdote that allows readers to read the atmosphere at the time regarding the ban on same-sex marriage.
The author's sharp gaze, which sharply points out extreme prejudices and attitudes that disrespect others, contains meaningful points that can be reflected in the conflicts surrounding us today.
The scenes about energy measures and fuel conservation in "A Winter's Tale," included in Part 2, remind us of the current situation we face: carbon emissions and global warming, while "Weekend Farm" depicts a cross-section of the gap between cities and rural areas and the selfishness that still persists today.
In addition, "Well Done, Well Done" empathizes with the pain of national ruin and division in historical events, while raising concerns about materialism that extends to children and the essential question of life: "What does it mean to live well?"
Part 3, “Gap,” “Peppermint and Manchu Soup,” and “If It Were Autumn” depict the hardships of people struggling to support their families despite their meager income, while “Don’t Feel the Weight of Love” depicts the deep affection of parents who want to give pure love that doesn’t feel like a weight, instead of excessive love or demanding orders.
In “Listening to the Sound of Snoring,” which was written the year after she became a writer and contained her ambitions and pure wishes, the simple wish and sincerity of author Park Wan-seo, who said, “I want to be a storyteller who is not too talkative or too taciturn,” are faintly evident.
The comforting sentences that do not lose their luster even as time passes come from the insightful perspective and mature heart of Park Wan-seo, an adult and writer who lived through the 70s, 80s, and 90s.
Because his story remains with us, we can take a closer look at the struggles our society has faced and how it has changed.
When you open the pages of 『Don't Feel the Weight of Love』, where you can fully experience the voice of the writer you miss, you will encounter 'Park Wan-seo, who has returned now, anew.'
Park Wan-seo, a great writer who never lost her warm interest and affection for those around her, was respected and loved by many more people.
If you listen carefully to his story, you will naturally find his keen insight, warm compassion, and his boundless heart that hoped you would never lose hope, and his love, without even trying to find it.
“The moral principle I try to keep is to love and care for my children to the extent that they don’t feel wronged even if I don’t yell at them.
“I just hope that their parents’ care and love will never feel like a burden to them, and that home, their parents’ care, will be the most comfortable and reassuring place in the world.”
_In the text
Comforting words that don't lose their luster over time
46 stories that become newer the more you read them and more precious the longer you watch them.
In the season of waiting for spring, the second definitive edition of the essays by the ever-active author Park Wan-seo, “Don’t Feel Love as a Weight,” has been published.
Beginning with “Namok” in 1970, author Park Wan-seo has published works that have touched the hearts of countless readers, and remains deeply entrenched in our hearts as an “eternal active author.”
If the immense cultural vicissitudes that transpired through author Park Wan-seo, such as the Sino-Japanese War, World War II, and the Korean War, are deeply engraved in her novels, her prose is even more deeply imbued with the colorful landscapes of everyday life and the simple, plain, and beautiful life of author Park Wan-seo.
"You Are Gone, Only Kimchi Remains," included in Part 1, is a manuscript being published for the first time in a single volume, and allows one to feel the special friendship and bond between two giants of Korean literature, authors Park Kyung-ni and Park Wan-seo.
"The Road I've Walked" is a compressed collection of reflections on the author's life since childhood, personal life, separation from family, loneliness, and more. "Rights Rather Than Special Treatment" depicts an anecdote that allows readers to read the atmosphere at the time regarding the ban on same-sex marriage.
The author's sharp gaze, which sharply points out extreme prejudices and attitudes that disrespect others, contains meaningful points that can be reflected in the conflicts surrounding us today.
The scenes about energy measures and fuel conservation in "A Winter's Tale," included in Part 2, remind us of the current situation we face: carbon emissions and global warming, while "Weekend Farm" depicts a cross-section of the gap between cities and rural areas and the selfishness that still persists today.
In addition, "Well Done, Well Done" empathizes with the pain of national ruin and division in historical events, while raising concerns about materialism that extends to children and the essential question of life: "What does it mean to live well?"
Part 3, “Gap,” “Peppermint and Manchu Soup,” and “If It Were Autumn” depict the hardships of people struggling to support their families despite their meager income, while “Don’t Feel the Weight of Love” depicts the deep affection of parents who want to give pure love that doesn’t feel like a weight, instead of excessive love or demanding orders.
In “Listening to the Sound of Snoring,” which was written the year after she became a writer and contained her ambitions and pure wishes, the simple wish and sincerity of author Park Wan-seo, who said, “I want to be a storyteller who is not too talkative or too taciturn,” are faintly evident.
The comforting sentences that do not lose their luster even as time passes come from the insightful perspective and mature heart of Park Wan-seo, an adult and writer who lived through the 70s, 80s, and 90s.
Because his story remains with us, we can take a closer look at the struggles our society has faced and how it has changed.
When you open the pages of 『Don't Feel the Weight of Love』, where you can fully experience the voice of the writer you miss, you will encounter 'Park Wan-seo, who has returned now, anew.'
Park Wan-seo, a great writer who never lost her warm interest and affection for those around her, was respected and loved by many more people.
If you listen carefully to his story, you will naturally find his keen insight, warm compassion, and his boundless heart that hoped you would never lose hope, and his love, without even trying to find it.
“The moral principle I try to keep is to love and care for my children to the extent that they don’t feel wronged even if I don’t yell at them.
“I just hope that their parents’ care and love will never feel like a burden to them, and that home, their parents’ care, will be the most comfortable and reassuring place in the world.”
_In the text
GOODS SPECIFICS
- Date of issue: January 23, 2024
- Page count, weight, size: 396 pages | 562g | 128*188*26mm
- ISBN13: 9788933872352
- ISBN10: 8933872353
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