{"product_id":"135264","title":"A life that's over ","description":"\u003ccenter\u003e\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/tmgdisk01.cafe24.com\/images\/vs\/4172\/sv\/3jYCUZesGIL2swj0hq48z9MC50hmND.png?v=1765097862\" style=\"max-width:100%;max-height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center;font-size:30px;font-weight:bolder;line-height:1.6em\"\u003e A life that's over \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd 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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  \u003cdiv\u003eTowards the best 'Isul-ah' that I will live for\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e A collection of essays by Lee Seul-ah, who won first place among young writers in 2023.\u003cbr\u003e His diligence may be because he lives with the hope of becoming the 'best me'.\u003cbr\u003e The more I read Isul-ah's writing, which expands her world further and further, the more I feel a desire to do well.\u003cbr\u003e May his writing continue until the story flows and flows and becomes one with another.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cspan\u003eJuly 11, 2023.\u003c\/span\u003e \u003cspan\u003eEssay PD Lee Na-young\u003c\/span\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/dd\u003e\n\u003c\/dl\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003eHere's to a life that's over.\u003cbr\u003e Beyond 'Daily Dew', it will unfold deeper, wider, and uniquely.\u003cbr\u003e A killer metaphor for Isul-ah's world!\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Lee Seul-ah, the hottest writer of this era, is counting again and again.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Tracing the origin of Isul-ah and the genealogy of a forgotten woman\u003cbr\u003e It unfolds a narrative of cheerful spirit, neat compassion, and sharp sense.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “We write and make music\u003cbr\u003e I can't tell if it's a happy or sad thing.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eJust as we can't tell whether life is joy or sorrow.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e All we know is that the desire to do well never goes away.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Just as the desire to live never disappears.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In the first summer of 2023, the prose collection \"The Endless Life\" by Lee Seul-ah, the hottest writer of this era and known as \"a diligent revolutionary who constantly renews herself,\" was published.\u003cbr\u003e It has been five years since Isul-a debuted, who stirred up the publishing world with her self-published project 'Daily Isul-a' in 2018.\u003cbr\u003e Isul-ah is expanding her writing horizons with prose, interviews, book reviews, columns, novels, and dramas, and is creating a solid achievement that can truly be called the \"Isul-ah era.\"\u003cbr\u003e However, Isul-ah has no intention of staying in the position of achievement for long.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003eBetween the unfair present and the future of climate disaster, Isul-ah pursues the origin of Isul-ah and the lineage of forgotten women, and strengthens her resolve as a 'new person'.\u003cbr\u003e He easily breaks down in front of old friends and becomes extremely vulgar, diligently discovering new sides of friendship.\u003cbr\u003e Instead of the anonymous crowd cheering or coldly criticizing you, you build everyday friendships with the kids at the taekwondo gym and the girls at the yoga studio.\u003cbr\u003e While feeling anxious about the life of a full-time writer, he considers and urges the safety of humans, non-human animals, and the Earth.\u003cbr\u003e Today, I hold in my heart a life that runs, writes, sings, and ends.\u003cbr\u003e This collection of essays is a powerful metaphor for the world of Isul-ah, which unfolds deeper, wider, and more uniquely than 'Daily Isul-ah'.\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\u003eindex\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e A Story That Leaves My Hands - Lee Hwon  \u003cbr\u003ePrologue - The Old Men Bend Over\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e What is your hope now that you have encountered this turbulent world?\u003cbr\u003e Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere, but stupid girls go to military bases to give lectures.\u003cbr\u003e Grand Daughter\u003cbr\u003e Lovers of Yeongwol\u003cbr\u003e When I see you, who resembles me the most\u003cbr\u003e On my birthday\u003cbr\u003e After August\u003cbr\u003e An exciting future\u003cbr\u003e I am in his hands\u003cbr\u003e I find the best in him\u003cbr\u003e Self-conscious paradise\u003cbr\u003e English Teacher in Pixels\u003cbr\u003e rookies\u003cbr\u003e Both eyes face outward\u003cbr\u003e young people and children\u003cbr\u003e At the yoga studio\u003cbr\u003e The future of paper books\u003cbr\u003e Faces of the copyright page\u003cbr\u003e To those who are responsible for meeting deadlines\u003cbr\u003e A life that's over\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Epilogue - Not Just Me\u003cbr\u003e Songs sung by Lee Seul-ah and Lee Chan-hee\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eDetailed image\u003c\/b\u003e \u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/image.yes24.com\/momo\/TopCate4231\/MidCate001\/423003127.jpg\" border=\"0\" alt=\"Detailed Image 1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\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 People laugh and I laugh too.\u003cbr\u003e Because we live in an age where such questions are avoided.\u003cbr\u003e I ask my grandmother playfully.\u003cbr\u003e “What should I do?”\u003cbr\u003e Grandma answers with an excited voice. \u003cbr\u003e“I really hope the writer gets married.\u003cbr\u003e And have a child.\u003cbr\u003e How much would life change then? How many more stories would emerge then? For me.\u003cbr\u003e “I want to listen to the author’s ever-changing story for a long time.”\u003cbr\u003e People are still laughing, but my eyes are welling up with tears.\u003cbr\u003e Even as I pondered how daunting it must be to get married and become a mother in this precipice-like world, I was so grateful that someone wanted to listen to my story for so long.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Neither my grandmother nor I know what the next story will be.\u003cbr\u003e A wind blows from somewhere, and my grandmother's white hair and my black hair flutter at the same time.\u003cbr\u003e I can also hear the sound of buildings collapsing.\u003cbr\u003e I stand on stage and see my life branching out in dozens of directions.\u003cbr\u003e Among them, only one life can be lived.\u003cbr\u003e I return home smelling the scent of flowers that my grandmother had inhaled.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e ---From the \"Prologue\"\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eIt was a very large container building with yellow flooring.\u003cbr\u003e I didn't expect you to take off your shoes.\u003cbr\u003e I came wearing really nice shoes, but I had no choice but to take them off.\u003cbr\u003e I stepped in there, exposing my black socks, and Chanhee's red socks.\u003cbr\u003e (…) Only then did I have an intuition.\u003cbr\u003e Of the three hundred warriors, perhaps less than ten have read my book.\u003cbr\u003e There are very few bibliophiles here who love me.\u003cbr\u003e My officer friend emailed me that many soldiers in the Red Dragon Unit had read my book, so I readily agreed to give the lecture, but the definition of \"many\" can vary from person to person.\u003cbr\u003e From now on, I had to speak and sing in front of two hundred and ninety people who had no interest in me.\u003cbr\u003e Can one become a person who is not shabby even on a shabby stage?\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eAfter finishing the mic test, I stepped down on the creaking boards and went outside with Chanhee to have a cigarette.\u003cbr\u003e Chanhee muttered calmly.\u003cbr\u003e “Sister.\u003cbr\u003e “It’s fucked up?”\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Good girls go to heaven, bad girls go everywhere, but foolish girls go to military bases to give lectures.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In Marquez's novel One Hundred Years of Solitude, people live their lives repeating similar mistakes.\u003cbr\u003e Because of that mistake, some loneliness is repeated.\u003cbr\u003e The descendants of later generations also experience loneliness similar to that of their ancestors.\u003cbr\u003e But in my fantasy, talent looms larger than solitude.\u003cbr\u003e With magical skill and ghostly dexterity, we cross several generations and connect.\u003cbr\u003e As I sing and write while simultaneously embracing my mother, my mother's father, and that father's mother, I feel something repeating itself.\u003cbr\u003e Actually, I feel like it started a long time ago. \u003cbr\u003eI feel like my body is just a conduit for my talents to flow through.\u003cbr\u003e I feel like that alone is enough.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e It started as an old story, but it's already gotten this close.\u003cbr\u003e For Mr. Sunnam, a hundred years may seem like a fleeting moment.\u003cbr\u003e I am constantly wishing for and letting go of things, trying to become an older version of myself.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Grand Daughter\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Our little life, which we cried together at our grandfather's house, has come to this point.\u003cbr\u003e All I can say is, go further, go as far as you want to go.\u003cbr\u003e We can't tell whether writing and making music brings joy or sorrow.\u003cbr\u003e Just as we can't tell whether life is joy or sorrow.\u003cbr\u003e All we know is that the desire to do well never goes away.\u003cbr\u003e Just as the desire to live never disappears.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"When I See You Who Resembles Me Most\"\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eIf young people ask, I will tell them.\u003cbr\u003e There used to be something called a butterfly.\u003cbr\u003e There was also something called a bee.\u003cbr\u003e I was able to go swimming in the sea.\u003cbr\u003e Fall was like fall, winter was like winter, spring was like spring, and summer… … summer was so summer-like.\u003cbr\u003e One of us might have tears in our eyes as we say that.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In a world where spring and fall have almost disappeared, a friend will tell me:\u003cbr\u003e You were very young back then.\u003cbr\u003e Then I tell my friend:\u003cbr\u003e It's not that I was young, it's that I was young.\u003cbr\u003e The friend nods.\u003cbr\u003e Yes, actually we are still young.\u003cbr\u003e Then I'll agree.\u003cbr\u003e We're all children forever.\u003cbr\u003e Even then, I couldn't tell if the sky was the color of the sea or if the sea was the color of the sky.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"After August\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Things learned through pain are not easily forgotten.\u003cbr\u003e Lessons learned from the death of the wolf and the cat.\u003cbr\u003e This learning makes me look up and see you. \u003cbr\u003eYou, the special brother of animals.\u003cbr\u003e You are strong and weak.\u003cbr\u003e You are full of flaws.\u003cbr\u003e You who will never last forever… … You who are so finite, I must love you while I can.\u003cbr\u003e Even if it hurts later, you have to do your best now.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That's the best version of myself I want to be.\u003cbr\u003e I want to live my life as if I knew that pain and joy are one, as if I were dancing over the sound of rain and thunder, as if I were planting new flowers on a grave.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"I Discover the Best of Me in Him\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “I’ll tell you a sentence that my writing teacher, Anyin, wrote when he was a college student.\u003cbr\u003e I don't remember exactly, but it was something like this.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Confucius, Mencius, Laozi, Zhuangzi, Mozi… …\u003cbr\u003e Mija, Okja, Hyeja, Sunja, Heeja… …\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Hyun smiled because he immediately recognized the courage of this poem.\u003cbr\u003e How wonderful it is to have the names of grandmothers placed alongside the history written only of male sages.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Newcomers\"\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe story of survival is endless.\u003cbr\u003e Older women often reminisce about the past.\u003cbr\u003e It was a life where after one hardship, there was another hardship.\u003cbr\u003e Among them, some older sisters say this.\u003cbr\u003e But it was a life that ended well.\u003cbr\u003e When I hear that older sister's words, I feel so encouraged that I just laugh.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I hope I can be someone who can joke like this even in the midst of hardship.\u003cbr\u003e “Oh, it’s the best?” I want to say this even on my deathbed.\u003cbr\u003e “It was truly a life well lived.” If only I had the good fortune to know in advance that that day would be my death.\u003cbr\u003e I don't know how long life will last, but I hope to survive as long as possible as a full-time writer, not as an email agent, deadline manager, or yoga instructor.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e ---From \"A Life That Ends\"\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 moments of \"life that ends\" and the stories of survival are endless.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eIsul-ah's friend, who grows a large tree with his big hands, gets scammed and ends up with a mountain of debt.\u003cbr\u003e The friend moves into a small house and Isul-ah decides to take care of the large tree.\u003cbr\u003e Isul-ah wipes the leaves of a large tree with mayonnaise and beer, and asks, deeply concerned about the sorrow of her fallen friend.\u003cbr\u003e Where on earth is there hope in this turbulent world?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Isul-ah, who was welcomed wherever she went, sometimes becomes foolish because of love.\u003cbr\u003e As she stands on the stage of the military base, covered with red non-woven fabric that is so old that it creaks with every step, Isul-ah resents herself for having accepted not only the lecture but also the performance, drunk on love and courage.\u003cbr\u003e She has to sing in front of three hundred noisy soldiers who don't even care who Isul-ah is.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Then, at some point, the face of a warrior sitting in the corner caught my eye. \u003cbr\u003eHe, one of the many warriors, closed his eyes and listened to our song.\u003cbr\u003e Concentrate quietly without being noticed by the person next to you.\u003cbr\u003e As if trying to keep something delicate and precious within oneself.\u003cbr\u003e He was the only one who heard our voices with that face.\u003cbr\u003e The next four songs were sung with only that person in mind.”_From the text\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e There are countless unavoidable events in life.\u003cbr\u003e Misfortune comes without warning.\u003cbr\u003e Wrong choices lead us into a corner.\u003cbr\u003e I am trapped in a hell of self-consciousness, surrounded by strict eyes that judge me (among them, the one who confines me with the strictest gaze is me).\u003cbr\u003e Whenever she faces a life crisis or a disaster on Earth, Isul-ah delves into the essence of life.\u003cbr\u003e It is not a life of joy without any sadness, nor a story of triumph over countless failures and finally success, but rather a look into the truth of life that is difficult to distinguish between joy and sadness.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“There are times when I look back on my childhood and can’t tell if something was good or bad.\u003cbr\u003e That might be a given.\u003cbr\u003e Because joy and sorrow are actually one.\u003cbr\u003e Because happiness and unhappiness are always connected.\u003cbr\u003e “A good story doesn’t treat the two as if they were separate things.”_From the text\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Then, I pledge my will to live.\u003cbr\u003e Just like my grandfather said, I will go further and do well.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Our little life, which we cried together at our grandfather’s house, has come to this point.\u003cbr\u003e All I can say is, go further, go as far as you want to go.\u003cbr\u003e We can't tell whether writing and making music is a happy or sad thing.\u003cbr\u003e Just as we can't tell whether life is joy or sorrow.\u003cbr\u003e All we know is that the desire to do well never goes away.\u003cbr\u003e “Just as the desire to live does not disappear.”_From the text\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eJust like the memories of strong older sisters, after one hardship passes, another hardship will come, but I will live a life that will definitely end, and I will become an even older Isul-ah by constantly hoping and striving for something.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “I see my life branching out in dozens of directions.\u003cbr\u003e “Of these, only one life can survive.”\u003cbr\u003e “That’s the best version of myself I want to be.\u003cbr\u003e “I want to live my life as if I knew that pain and joy are one, as if I were dancing over the sound of rain and thunder, as if I were planting new flowers on the grave.”_From the text\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eA Story That Leaves My Hands ─ A Full-Fledged Collaboration with Artist Lee Hwon\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 『The Ending Life』 contains twenty-three prose pieces.\u003cbr\u003e One of them is Lee Hwon's photo essay.\u003cbr\u003e Lee Hwon is a person who creates stories with text and images.\u003cbr\u003e He is a poet, photographer, and colleague whom Isul-ah trusts ardently. \u003cbr\u003eDuring the planning stage of the prose collection, when the concept was being discussed and the draft was being reviewed, the editor asked Lee Hwon to create a photo prose piece consisting of only photos, along with a cover photo, without any text, that would tell a story in itself rather than being a device subordinate to the main text.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Lee Hwon captured moments of \"life that ends well\" in Korea and Japan and depicted them in \"The Story That Leaves My Hand,\" a collection of eight photographs.\u003cbr\u003e Our lives, which originate from someone, flow to someone else again.\u003cbr\u003e A good story creates a new story in the reader's life.\u003cbr\u003e This is what makes a 'life that ends' different from a 'life that is over' or a 'life that is finished'.\u003cbr\u003e Connecting, flowing, being reborn as a better story.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Lee Hwon's photographs read like a piece of prose and a poem at the same time. \u003cbr\u003eIt is prosaic in that each photograph is expressed as countless stories, and poetic in that the list of image titles alone instantly captures the reader's heart.\u003cbr\u003e Just as Lee Hwon's photographs, which capture frozen moments, become countless stories and flow leisurely, life's defining moments may become the property of the person who captures them.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Tales That Elude My Hands\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e Volume of a Fruit\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e Ninety Nine Former and Latter\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e Yesterday, a Monstera withered, a brother was born and a friend passed away. I met my old childhood self. He didn't recognize me and I came back alone. Tomorrow is the age of disease. 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