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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 Secret of Every Novel Written by Choi Jin-young\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e Novelist Choi Jin-young's first collection of prose.\u003cbr\u003e From Gyeongchip to Usu, I added prose to the 24 letters sent for each season.\u003cbr\u003e This book, which contains the \"secrets\" that have made the author, a novelist of 18 years, a continuous writer, is like a gift to readers who have read his works.\u003cbr\u003e A book that conveys the heart of love that embraces you, me, and everything in between.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cspan\u003eOctober 29, 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\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003e“I postponed my hatred.\u003cbr\u003e “To love more.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It took twenty years to start writing seasonal letters.\u003cbr\u003e There is nothing that would have happened if we had not met.\u003cbr\u003e Life is only once and we met\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e \u003cbr\u003eNovelist Choi Jin-young, author of \"Proof of the Sphere,\" has published his first prose collection, \"A Certain Secret,\" which contains the \"secrets\" of all the novels he has written, through Nanda Publishing.\u003cbr\u003e I completed the letters to be sent to the 24 solar terms from Gyeongchip to Usu and added prose to each letter.\u003cbr\u003e In Ongpo-ri, on the west side of Jeju Island, where the calm Geumneung Sea and Biyangdo Island can be seen through wide windows, novelist Choi Jin-young wrote letters to his lover who runs the cozy roastery cafe 'Infinite Book' every season and delivered them to those who visited.\u003cbr\u003e To farm, you need to know the flow of the seasons, and since this is expressed as 'knowing the seasons', knowing the seasons can also mean becoming an adult.\u003cbr\u003e What happens to adults? (Hanro, p. 237).\u003cbr\u003e When everything that needs to be experienced must be experienced, and even if you sleep for a long time, you cannot skip a day, and the pain is only postponed for that amount of time. \u003cbr\u003eThe author can now think that it was because he endured the winter in that way that he was given an ordinary day today (Sohan, p. 331).\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e This book is filled with such stories.\u003cbr\u003e Misunderstanding and loneliness, delusion and prejudice, hatred and longing, sadness and foolishness, wounds and recovery, the story that connects me and you, and therefore, the heart of love (Author's Note, p. 16).\u003cbr\u003e “Why do I get sick when you get sick?\u003cbr\u003e “Why does that pain feel like mine?” (Sohan, p. 335) Love is something that is better not to do if you can avoid it.\u003cbr\u003e But if I have to do it, I want to do it well (Soseo, p. 152).\u003cbr\u003e This book subtly reveals the secret that when you want to love one person in various ways rather than wanting to love others (Woo-soo, p. 376), the scenery always shows different aspects in the same place (Woo-soo, p. 382).\u003cbr\u003e The author asks:\u003cbr\u003e Last summer, what new memories did you gain? \u003cbr\u003eAs the clear autumn continues, I become curious.\u003cbr\u003e Where did the rainwater that filled the dry streams of last summer go? (Sanggang, p. 248)\u003cbr\u003e I hope that in the distant future, when you suddenly smile and ask, “Do you remember that summer?” our expressions will be similar (Baekro, p. 204).\u003cbr\u003e I am writing this letter with a longing heart for that affectionate greeting asking, \"How have you been?\" (Author's Note, p. 17).\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\u003e You 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\u003eInto the book\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e One day I thrust a piece of paper at Gwisun and said,\u003cbr\u003e Mom, draw a tree, a house, and a person here.\u003cbr\u003e Because I learned about the HTP test in psychology class.\u003cbr\u003e Guisun answered in confusion.\u003cbr\u003e I can't draw.\u003cbr\u003e Why can't you draw?\u003cbr\u003e Kids are all drawing too.\u003cbr\u003e There are trees and houses here… …\u003cbr\u003e I have never drawn a picture. \u003cbr\u003eGuisun's expression showed that she meant what she said.\u003cbr\u003e Only then did I truly realize it.\u003cbr\u003e The true meaning of life, having worked day and night shifts in a factory since I was fourteen.\u003cbr\u003e Until then, the life of Guisun, which I believed I 'knew', was nothing more than a story I had heard.\u003cbr\u003e A story about someone else that you think you know and have heard a lot about, but have never really imagined.\u003cbr\u003e Would a girl born in the 1950s have her own drawing paper or crayons? Maybe not even a pencil.\u003cbr\u003e Guisun has never drawn a picture.\u003cbr\u003e No one ever asked Guisun to see your paintings.\u003cbr\u003e But one day, my older daughter suddenly thrust a piece of paper at me and told me to draw a tree.\u003cbr\u003e At that time, Gwisun was going through menopause and I was going through the last tunnel of a long adolescence.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e --- pp.97~98 From “Gwisun, My Beloved Mother”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eAt my heart is a love like lava on the verge of exploding.\u003cbr\u003e Because it is the first love in my life, it is at the very bottom, innocent, and heavy.\u003cbr\u003e That love was so dark that sometimes I blamed everything on my mother.\u003cbr\u003e I denied it because it was too much to handle and I thought it couldn't be love.\u003cbr\u003e Because I couldn't get rid of that feeling, I tried to get rid of myself.\u003cbr\u003e But that's my center of gravity.\u003cbr\u003e That love was so strong at the bottom that even when it fell, it rose again.\u003cbr\u003e If I have the strength to endure, it is because my mother showed me the strength first.\u003cbr\u003e If my love were to explode, it would surge from the bottom.\u003cbr\u003e Love for one's mother will be the last to be revealed and will last the longest.\u003cbr\u003e I have diligently collected love throughout my life.\u003cbr\u003e I have love now.\u003cbr\u003e Now my mom doesn't have to love me.\u003cbr\u003e Now I can love my mom.\u003cbr\u003e --- p.100 From “Gwisun, My Beloved Mother”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eYou are beautiful when you say something cool or do something great, when you receive recognition and love from many people, when you achieve and succeed.\u003cbr\u003e It shines.\u003cbr\u003e It doesn't matter if I'm not by your side then.\u003cbr\u003e It's okay if there's no love there.\u003cbr\u003e Your lonely profile, your powerless back, you walking alone there, your hunched shoulders, when you are weak, when you cannot stand up and step back, when you cry alone, when you sigh quietly, I love you.\u003cbr\u003e I can't help but love you.\u003cbr\u003e I feel sad when you look out the window alone.\u003cbr\u003e I want to be by your side.\u003cbr\u003e I want to be there when you, who have been alone enough, finally turn your gaze.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e --- pp.141~142 From “My Love is an Involuntary Root”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As with other novels, I began writing 『Proof of the Sphere』 without knowing anything.\u003cbr\u003e I thought I'd find out as I wrote.\u003cbr\u003e I was absorbed in the dam and loved the ball. \u003cbr\u003eThey didn't worry about whether the emotion that gripped them was love, obsession, madness, or pity.\u003cbr\u003e I only thought about the feelings that could not be broken.\u003cbr\u003e In the latter half of the novel, Dam says:\u003cbr\u003e I'm not saying we should be together so we can be happy.\u003cbr\u003e It's okay to be unhappy, so let's stay together.\u003cbr\u003e It was a sentence I wrote, but it wasn't in my head.\u003cbr\u003e It was a sentence I came across while following the wall.\u003cbr\u003e After writing that sentence, I surrendered.\u003cbr\u003e Until now, I tried to be happy by loving.\u003cbr\u003e After that, I wanted to love someone who embraces misfortune together.\u003cbr\u003e The love that the gall bladder taught me.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e --- p.245 From “When it rains, only one person’s shoulder gets wet”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Whenever I feel sad and lonely, I look into the little mirror in my heart.\u003cbr\u003e A small mirror cannot capture an adult's entire face.\u003cbr\u003e I ask, looking at a part of a face whose identity I cannot identify.\u003cbr\u003e Who could it be?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Who is secretly living in my heart and making me so unbearable?\u003cbr\u003e The mirror speaks. \u003cbr\u003eThe child had a round, solid strength that loved him.\u003cbr\u003e All that strength melted away as I received warm love.\u003cbr\u003e That's why I keep wanting love.\u003cbr\u003e To try to love myself again.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e --- p.295 From \"Letter from the Great Snow\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When I was a child, my maternal grandmother ran a street stall near my elementary school.\u003cbr\u003e He attached two fire pits to a cart and sold fried chips and hot dogs and boiled fish cakes.\u003cbr\u003e After class, I would go to my grandmother's house and get some chips or hot dogs.\u003cbr\u003e The sight of Punggi's five-way street, where I sat next to my grandmother, is still vivid.\u003cbr\u003e The smell of oil that filled the cart and the taste of fried, rolled up octopus.\u003cbr\u003e At that time, my grandmother's hair was black.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e --- p.306 From “My Only Oldest Person”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e There was a time when I was covered in stains like a stain on a good person.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I thought that if I buried it, I would become like that too. \u003cbr\u003eYeah, maybe I wanted to be remembered.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e --- pp.344~345 From \"Letter from Korea\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The day when the people I was happy to meet came all the way to Jeju to see me, we had a great time hanging out together until late at night, and as I was leaving with a heavy heart, I left a text message for them.\u003cbr\u003e Now go home.\u003cbr\u003e You will receive a reply right away.\u003cbr\u003e I'll go pick you up.\u003cbr\u003e Walking along a spring night road with loving people.\u003cbr\u003e They soon arrive in front of the hotel where they are staying, and they decide to keep walking until they meet him.\u003cbr\u003e We walk some more.\u003cbr\u003e I see him walking from far away across the street.\u003cbr\u003e It's late at night, the road is dark, and he's wearing black clothes, but I recognize him at a glance.\u003cbr\u003e Tell your loved ones.\u003cbr\u003e There he is coming.\u003cbr\u003e From a distance, he waves his hand.\u003cbr\u003e But people can't find him.\u003cbr\u003e It is only after some time has passed and he passes under a streetlight that people notice him.\u003cbr\u003e I feel a strange sense of pride. \u003cbr\u003eI can recognize you from a great distance.\u003cbr\u003e I can see you even when others can't see you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I'll find out in the distant future.\u003cbr\u003e Even if I become a butterfly.\u003cbr\u003e Even if it blooms into a flower.\u003cbr\u003e Even if it stays for a while with the wind.\u003cbr\u003e Even if I become a star that fades away in the darkness\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e --- pp.379~380 From “Cry Today, Buy Olive Oil Tomorrow”\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\u003eIt's a made-up story, but it's true.\u003cbr\u003e My future hope is to continue writing\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e After entering college, instead of making friends, I read books in the library.\u003cbr\u003e I borrowed and read books from various fields that caught my interest, and then I became absorbed in novels.\u003cbr\u003e I liked that the novel featured people who had no dreams, people who failed, people who were cowardly and timid, lonely people, poor people, people who made mistakes, people who were worried—in other words, ordinary people like me.\u003cbr\u003e After graduating from college, I worked as a private academy instructor. \u003cbr\u003eDuring the day, I taught Korean to middle school students and at night, I wrote.\u003cbr\u003e Although I maintained the general framework of my life of reading or writing something every night, there were some changes.\u003cbr\u003e I decided to put my sentences into a vessel called a ‘novel.’\u003cbr\u003e To write a novel, I needed coffee, a laptop, some alone time, and the will to write.\u003cbr\u003e That was really all there was to it.\u003cbr\u003e If it required expensive tools, a special space, or instruction from an experienced person, I probably wouldn't have tried it.\u003cbr\u003e _「Sentences I Need」, page 125\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Choi Jin-young, a novelist in his 18th year since debuting, has published eight full-length novels and four short story collections, setting an example for diligent writing.\u003cbr\u003e \"A Certain Secret\" is his first collection of prose, a gift to readers who have followed his work. It is no exaggeration to say that it is an epilogue to all the novels he has written so far. \u003cbr\u003eA writer who writes novels that are not read but experienced (Jeong Yong-jun), going beyond the feeling of understanding, nodding in understanding, and even sympathy and empathy, with 'sentences that pass through the heart of the character' (Jo Hae-jin).\u003cbr\u003e A novelist (Song Jong-won) who targets readers' pain and change with stories that 'leave a lingering impression as if they had deeply connected with a single person' (Jeon Seong-tae) and involves them in the narrative of the novel, making them rewrite their lives.\u003cbr\u003e 'A truly significant and important achievement for the feminist narrative of our time' (Baek Ji-yeon), this description is preceded by the novelist's first experience of opening the Hangul window on her laptop and writing.\u003cbr\u003e A time when I didn't know how to start, and couldn't ask anyone for permission to write a suitable first sentence, so I just wrote and erased.\u003cbr\u003e Then, finally, I would finish a sentence, leave it, and move on to the next sentence, filling the blank page little by little with sentences (「Author's Note」, p. 15). \u003cbr\u003eAuthor Jinyoung Choi says:\u003cbr\u003e A novel is a photo album made of sentences.\u003cbr\u003e It's a made-up story, but it's filled with the sincerity of that time.\u003cbr\u003e As I write novels, I become more curious about my own life and want to live it more.\u003cbr\u003e Therefore, Jinyoung Choi's future hope is to continue to be a writer.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003eYou gave me light, I will give you darkness.\u003cbr\u003e You gave me darkness, so I'll give you a secret.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The cover of 『A Certain Secret』 was made of eco-friendly linen paper that gives the feeling of a delicate and tightly woven fabric.\u003cbr\u003e By not coating it with vinyl and treating it with special chemicals, we were able to preserve the characteristics of the fragile paper that can stain, get wet, and tear easily.\u003cbr\u003e The dense texture of the skin, which feels like someone's unique fingerprint when touched with the tip of a finger, and the thick volume of the story it holds.\u003cbr\u003e The cover image is a work by artist Lee Su-jin titled [Mistake]. \u003cbr\u003eThe hand in the painting, lathering and thoroughly washing something, makes us imagine something beyond the story.\u003cbr\u003e In a conversation, author Jinyoung Choi expressed his realization that this world and he are so similar, and that the ruthlessness and violence of this world are precisely his own characteristics (\"A Sentence That Raises Another Question,\" Impossible Conversations 2).\u003cbr\u003e No one can wash their hands only once in their life.\u003cbr\u003e As long as we live, our hands become dirty again and again, and we must wash them repeatedly.\u003cbr\u003e Perhaps this is the world of the novel that I, a ‘being who keeps making mistakes’ (Comrade, p. 313), am trying to approach.\u003cbr\u003e We keep writing that we can try hard, that we must try hard, that we must do so because we are human (Autumn Equinox, p. 231).\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I think of the word pain now.\u003cbr\u003e I think about the frustration of being trapped in letters.\u003cbr\u003e Like New Year's Eve, I think \"that's not everything.\"\u003cbr\u003e I sometimes imagine. \u003cbr\u003eAn imagination of emotions trapped in letters exploding and breaking out of the letters.\u003cbr\u003e It seems like I'm writing to make it happen.\u003cbr\u003e It seems like something is being deliberately trapped in the letters.\u003cbr\u003e I wish my sentences would be destroyed.\u003cbr\u003e I hope the polite sentences shatter into pieces and the meaning and emotion surge out of the book.\u003cbr\u003e I hope it reaches you.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In an interview after publication, I said:\u003cbr\u003e 'This 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