'I dream in words to dwell in dreams'_luna 

I think those who have read the book know how different it is.

It revolves around the idea of an artist and his muse/inspiration as well as man to searches for freedom n finds it in someone who shows him how to hold on to his dreams and give them wings.

Well, if I talk about my inspiration for this story…you’ll probably find it very …well umm…very odd.

Well, before I say it I wanted to ask you a question…what is that one wish you have that you wanna make true no matter how unlikely it looks?

I belong to a mediocre family n live in the suburbs, it’s practically impossible for me to own a piano but I long and wish to learn to play it…it’s been a dream forever. I know I might suck at it and then there's the issue I got with my right hand, it gets strained if I overwork it but I still wanna learn it so bad.

I should tell you that I am crazy lover of music…like real crazy.

I listen to everything…from Kpop to jazz to Bach to Troye Sivan…I missed a million more names in the middle though…haha but yeah, I got specific playlists for every genre because I direly need them when I am writing…like I listen to early Bangtan or groovy pop when I write A Taste of You, and listen to Chopin or old blues or BTS soft playlist when I write The Art of Dreaming…and believe me or not, I put Jablonsky or Zimmer on an endless loop when I write Mirage of the Moon. (if anyone is interested to listen I can share the links)

I practically need music to write, and I remember one of you (@babygbgfy) sent me a song on my dm because she felt it might help me build a scene…it was so awfully touching, thank you so much for that<3

And another thing I wanna share is I paint…nope I'm not that good at it but I still try👉👈

I am a sucker for the classics n I have been head over heels over frescoes n oil on canvas n acrylics…it was love at first sight and they had me their slave at a very young age (thanks to my mum, she loves to paint)

She once told me that if I can find a way to appreciate every shade life has to offer without trying to erase the ones I think do not fit…I’ll know how to live.

So, I try to do that…I look into every shade n acknowledge what it brings n also what it leaves…

And I actually tried to portray this thought through Tae’s character, who begins the story with feeling useless without inspiration n yet later learns how to use his darker emotions to create as well.

A true creative person would know how important variation is, and how it leads to opening new doors…we cannot grow if we don’t try to enhance our surroundings or enhance ourselves to notice the thousand variants our surroundings actually provide.

But in truth, this is the shell of the story…the core however is love…tender, admiring, selfless and dreamy love…

We see Tae and Jin being drawn irrevocably to its ebb and flow, its adventures, its utter warmth and support…something both of them terribly lacked…and how it slowly leads them to realize what they actually had found as a passing folly with a beautiful stranger was something truly magical.

Well, hang in there please…I’m still building it…you know the real plot was for seven chapters…it was supposed to end when Jin comes back to Seoul but then my head kinda tricked me to go on n it became my personal lab experiment lol…

But I must say, out of all the works I have written The Art of Dreaming is the hardest to write.

It literally felt like shedding off myself and entering into their psyche…and it’s so difficult to do that, needs immense concentration to be one with the emotion the character must be feeling n because its completely written in first person I had to mould myself as the character n reveal themselves through the way they walked, talked, behaved, adored and hoped…I practically had no scope to present a narrator’s view, it’s all about the characters.

However, I also personally believe that of all my works it is the most honest one…it’s fiction but its actually heartwork…and there were times I feared that I was revealing too much of my own self n ideologies in my words…I feared that someone would read it and see my very core self. I, who hid behind the anonymity of my imagination was scared that the words would reveal too much of me and they’d know how much of a hopeless romantic I actually am.

However, I have had readers gush for the way I wrote the story n I felt like there was actually hearts who felt the truth in my words n the emotions I portrayed.

It's the love I got from you that made me a little less of an introvert n made me take this decision to share this with you.

❤️