Korean Novelist * Lee Oisoo's Twitter Translations

“ [One question, a thousand answers]
One day, a talking mosquito flies to the edge of your ear imploring in a nearly morbid voice, “Excuse me but could you please spare me a single drop of blood in the spirit of charity? I am dying of hunger.” At this, what would you do? ”

“ The 200-character manuscript paper I write on figuratively parallels 200 rooms for a monk’s ascetic practices, 200 rooms for a pastor’s prayers. Not a meagre amount of my flesh and bones have I whittled and sacrificed as I make my nightly pilgrimage, but all I feel is boundless melancholy because becoming a candle in a dark world is still far too distant. ”

“ I have many times faced extreme situations. I then collapsed into a lurid, ill-shaped figure. I could, however, rise with the aid of a cane called ‘art’ whenever I was down. Oh, how enormous a blessing is the fact that there is something worth pursuing at the risk one’s entire life. ”