CHALKIDIKI FOREVER

One of the best ways to spend your upcoming holiday is also the easiest – go Chalkidiki

ROMAN PLOVDIV

Bulgaria's rich ancient heritage is yours to explore

WALKING ON FIRE

Forget the make-believe nestinari in restaurants and resorts and experience the real thing in the village of Balgari

Fiction

LIFE AS A MISSING SPOON, an excerpt

My gang of friends consisted of 15 or so people and was one of those united urban crowds that hung out together everywhere and existed in a peculiar vacuum, removed from the rest of the world. I had met most of them two years before at the sea. At the sea, where miracles occur.

Issue 79

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RUIN, an excerpt

"I’m sad about mom," I repeated, but I wasn’t sad, because I didn’t ache for myself as well. I was afraid of her, of her half-closed eyes, with which she seemed to be watching me, of the waxy arrangement of her fragile body, of the distressing fact that she herself was not there, even when she was right there before my eyes.

Issue 78

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THE SPHERICAL FISH, an excerpt

Between 106º East longitude and 106º West longitude, where Australia, the Pacific Coast of Asia and the whole Pacific Ocean lie, will be dark. In hours, the Spherical Fish will manage to transform this made-up, imaginary line, dividing darkness from light and day from night

Issue 77

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THE NATURALIST, an excerpt

Hien flipped ahead to the section on dinosaurs. His eyes had widened when Madame Avril told him the world had been a single continent back then. She showed him a map and demonstrated how the continents had broken apart in the past and could be reconstructed, like a puzzle. It was why, she explained, some animals lived in one part of the world and not another.

Issue 75-76

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MACDONALD

We hadn't gone to MacDonald's in six months. I can calculate that now. But then it simply seemed like we hadn't been there for an unbearably long time. I didn't even know what toys they had anymore. Things were different when dad had had a steady job. He'd been an engineer. And not some ordinary lackey/manager in some café belonging to his childhood friend. The main thing they sold there, he told me once, was drugs.

Issue 75-76

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MITKO

There's a porousness to these pages, which are written with a kind of fickleness or fecklessness, so that what happens in the present (in my current present, now, before it becomes a more vivid and significant past) as I think these retrospective thoughts can enter, pervade and shift the currents of retrospection

Issue 74

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FOREVER

After a lengthy monologue on the subject she asked me to look into her eyes and then without a warning she asked me if I took drugs. Just at that moment I wanted to ask her if she knew how much warmth the bronze statues of the Monument gave off? I wanted to tell her about Gesh and everything that had happened the night before. Instead I just stared silently at the elderly woman opposite me, thinking that there was no place for me in the "glorious" times in which she was living.

Issue 74

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RESTORATIONS

“Architects in this country think the Byzantine Empire still stands,” Pasha says, using the British accent his teachers taught him in school. For the past hour he has been playing the part of tour guide, a bit that’s earned him more American dollars than his taciturn competitors, though the job can be more exhausting than his previous job as a world history teacher in the village

Issue 73

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THE PARABLE OF THE PRODIGAL FATHER

There I met a hang-glider who promised to fly me straight to my family home. He even promised that in mid flight we'd write "I love you" just over my balcony, before landing in front of my wife

Issue 73

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SEEDS LIKE TEETH

He felt hot and nauseous when an orange rolled out his long robe sleeve and over the chancellor's liver-spotted hand and under the podium. Four more fell on his way off stage

Issue 71-72

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AND AN ICON FOR KOZMALA

I believed that the icon from the 10th Century had made up its own mind, found me and begged me to carry it to Kozmala. I think that the very scene was born of itself or from that moment when Esther invites the Persian king Ahasuerus and the satrap Haman to the feast in the palace. I even saw painted those gold and silver vessels of wine which cost 300,000 talents

Issue 71-72

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THE FIRST SNOW

Assen turned by a big field, passed by the house where he once used to live with his parents and which now stood empty, and stopped under the burnt out lamp at the end of the street. He lit a new cigarette and looked at the window of the house opposite. He had not talked to Boris since that day almost thirty years ago. Boris's father had forbidden them to see each other. They met by chance a few times but never talked. Not just because of the ban. They didn't know what to say.

Issue 70

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SOMEBODY FOR EVERYBODY

"You can't send a guy flirty emails for two weeks and then close the door in his face just because he's different," he said.

Issue 70

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IN CONNECTION WITH THE CLUB

Now some envious sod would say that The Thirteen Chairs has some passing similarity with The Twelve Chairs, a book written by another famous pair of writers, but I see no point here in talking about banal, endlessly suspicious souls. When you write something good, spiteful people will always pop up to spit at it

Issue 69

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THE POLICEMAN WHO BECAME A SAINT

The fifteenth edit will be the last, he tells himself, going over the novel yet again. Shortly before he reaches the end, a detail he hadn't noticed until now jumps out at him. The character of the policeman, exceptionally important for the action, is not sufficiently realistic.

Issue 69

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IN NEW YORK WITH 'THE CAT IN THE HAT' AND 'RASTA IVAN'

In the spring of 2012, the Elizabeth Kostova Foundation was delighted to provide the opportunity for the writers to reprise their performances in front of new audiences in a new environment, New York City. The Bulgarian Consulate became a stage for the two reunion events.

Issue 69

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THE GADULKA IS BURNING

If they tell you there's no instrument more thankless than the gadulka, you better believe it. There isn't.

Issue 68, May 2012

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BUKHARIN'S FOX*

After her father's death, she found among personal papers in his desk a note written in Bukharin's hand, dated two days before his death. Koba, the note read. Koba, a term of affection. Koba, meaning roughly "boss." Koba, referring to their revolutionary days together, to that old allegiance of minds, if not hearts. Koba, why do you need me to die?

Issue 68, May 2012

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THE FLIGHT OF THE LESSER KESTREL

Later, as he crossed the border from home into the unknown, as he moved towards Beaufort Castle where his life would change forever and for no good reason, the soldier would note the bag's contents: two cheese sandwiches, a can of the finest Galilean cider, a packet of slightly stale Osem tea biscuits, two Macintosh apples, and one dented orange

Issue 67, April 2012

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ABRACADABRA

David had a secret. He had noticed that his father always disappeared from one and the same place in a thick cloud of smoke

Issue 67, April 2012

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CUPCAKE

Potatoes, I'll just take some potatoes, he tells the tray, he's drunk, he's making excuses, he's begging and pleading, but the tray doesn't want to hear it, the drizzled lines of chocolate pull him in like an octopuses' tentacles, the scent of cream drives him wild, the tray grows before his eyes, so what if I just take a macaroon or two?

Issue 66, March 2012

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THE OLD WORLD BY MOLLY ANTOPOL

She spooned sugar into her tea and – was this really her deft way of changing the subject? – read the quote on the tea bag aloud like it was something to ponder. "If you are a minority of one, the truth is the truth."

Issue 65, February 2012

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LUNCH BREAK (TWO FRAGMENTS)

We really do run into each other often at the cafeteria. I suddenly put two and two together and realize that this is the same old guy who on a frosty but clear winter day had raised the blinds on the window in front of the table I was eating at so I wouldn't be staring "into nothingness." Just like that – he got up from his table and opened me up a view.

Issue 65, February 2012

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A MONTH'S RENT

I checked the guests in, checked them out and took care of their entertainment. The place was a miserable dump and the entertainment began and ended with whores. All kinds of riffraff showed up – balding perverts with sweaty foreheads, horny foreigners, small-time businessmen with their homely mistresses, who didn't want to give me their IDs so they wouldn't be found out. And of course, the whores.

Issue 63-64, December 2011 - January 2012

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ANNA

She turned her head to look at him. "How did she die?"

Issue 63-64, December 2011 - January 2012

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DZHABA

I stroll through the darkening market, the vendors are packing up their stalls, others are letting down the shutters, I spot a little fish stand and head over to it.

Issue 61-62, October-November 2011

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THE HOUSE ON SALT HAY ROAD

Looking up from his makeshift raft he saw the Taffy Point bridge in the distance. As he watched, it broke apart, silently, as in a Buster Keaton movie. It seemed to be happening in the past, as if he already knew that the bridge was gone

Issue 61-62, October-November 2011

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DOWNRIVER

He noticed it not just in her, but in himself as well, these states – the urge to drop the paddle, to stop thinking, to disappear…

Issue 59-60, August-September 2011

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AMOROMETER

"I'm not going to cheat on Hisao," Aya said. "I just want to…bask. This man thinks I'm extraordinary. I want to know how that feels. I want to be extraordinary, in someone's eyes, just for a day."

Issue 59-60, August-September 2011

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HOW I DIDN'T START WORLD WAR III

So, the moment I am alone, I find a cozy spot and sit on the grass, AK-47 between my knees. I pull the transistor radio out of my sleeve, I dial the frequency. Nothing. No signal. Static. Like wind in dry grass. S-s-s-s-static. The truth is, the cocksucking motherfuckers sometimes managed to jam Radio Free Europe. Not often, just sometimes.

Issue 57-58, June-July 2011

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FEVER DREAMS

I went somewhere, not somewhere gentle like sleep, a place where the shark-demons howled at me. They told me I was lost. They knew how to divide my soul and my mother's and it would hurt while they carved and it was all my fault.

Issue 57-58, June-July 2011

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TOLERANCE

The two men went through an elaborate sitting process. They removed their jackets, folded their scarves over their arms, shut down their matching cell phones, and leisurely glanced around to see who they knew, or who knew them. The bald one looked at Linda and then he looked at me, but his eyes swept past us as if we were boring antique shop bric-a-brac. The tall one's head blocked part of our view of centre stage.

Issue 55-56, April-May 2011

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THE INVISIBLE LINE

She left the room, leaving him alone. Now, when she wasn't in front of him, the invisible line disappeared and he approached the desk. He ran his hand over it – oak, a vintage piece of work. He knew that without even thinking – he'd been fired from the wood-working shop only five months before.

Issue 55-56, April-May 2011

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FROM THE HOUSE OF CLOWNS

She was a strange, unearthly woman, whom I always touched as if for the last time; there was something doomed about her and she knew it.

Issue 53-54, February-March 2011

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HIS FIRST IMPULSE

Vlado had decided to let himself go, all the way. He had spent last night with a blonde again and had not even bothered to remember her name. She had told him she had died and been regenerated seven times, and Vlado had pretended to believe her, but the superficial black stripes on her shoulders and head, when you parted her hair, told a different story.

Issue 53-54, February-March 2011

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ALEPH

Peycho Kanev’s work has been published or is forthcoming in Poetry Quarterly, Welter, Ann Arbor Review, The Shine Journal, The 13th Warrior Review, Mascara Literary Review, The Arava Review, The Mayo Review, Windmills, The Aroostook Review, Chiron Review, Tonopah Review, Mad Swirl, In Posse Review, 322 Review, Naugatuck River Review, The Houston Literary Review and many others.

Issue 51-52, December 2010 – January 2011

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THROWN INTO NATURE

Milen Ruskov graduated from Sofia University and began making his living as a translator. He is also a writer and has written two novels: Pocket Encyclopaedia of Mysteries (2004) and Thrown Into Nature (2008).

Issue 49-50, October-November 2010

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CHILDHOOD LETTERS*

That collection of erstwhile words does a lot of things to me. Mostly it destroys me emotionally. Every time I think about it. Back then, there had been somebody to read my words. Now there is nobody.

Issue 47-48, August-September 2010

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BUGS

Evgeniy Cherepov's short stories have appeared in various newspapers, magazines, and Internet-based literary sites. Evgeniy has been nominated in the fiction section of the LiterNet 2006 competition for debut authors. He produces and edits his own show at Beroe Online Radio.

Issue 45-46, June-July 2010

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DEGREES*

Jeremiah Chamberlin lives in Ann Arbor, where he teaches at the University of Micihgan. His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in The New York Times Book Review, Poets&Writers, The Michigan Quarterly Review, and Fiction Writers Review, as well as in online exclusives for Granta and Тhe Virginia Quarterly Review.

Issue 45-46, June-July 2010

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NO REFUNDS AFTER SEVEN DAYS

And that's how on this late pre-Christmas Boston afternoon, only twenty minutes after she bought them, Martina returns the Italian boots in question along with the receipt for over $450 and asks for her money back...

Issue 43-44, April-May 2010

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WHITE NIGHTS AT LUNA PARK

Each night Phoebe and Edwin slept like this, in the reverse of the usual coupling of spoons in the marital drawer

Issue 43-44, April-May 2010

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MISS UNIVERSE

Kodi Scheer teaches English Literature at the University of Michigan, where she received the 2008 Prize in Creative Writing for her outstanding MFA thesis. Her stories have appeared in Bellevue Literary Review and Quarterly West. Currently, she is completing a collection of short fiction tentatively titled Gross Anatomy.

Issue 41-42, February-March 2010

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HOW TO PACK SMALL AND LIGHT FOR A JOURNEY WITHOUT FORGETTING SOMETHING IMPORTANT

Maria Doneva has won several awards from prestigious national poetry competitions in Bulgaria. She is the author of Farewell to the Reader (1996, 2003), The Void Between Us (Ohrid, 2005), Reason To Fear (2005, 2007, 2008), The Enticement of Meaning and 50 Years of Puppet Theatre in Stara Zagora (2008). She also writes stage plays for the Geo Milev Drama Theatre in Stara Zagora.

Issue 41-42, February-March 2010

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THE RED ONE

Alexandra Chaushova (1985) graduated from an English Language High School in Sofia. She has published work in Literaturen Vestnik and Altera magazine. In 2003 she won a Soros and Pro Helvetia prize for a debut book, Bzzz-Z-Z-Z Poems and Dreams, with texts and illustrations from her own "Stigmati" editions, 2003.

Issue 39-40, December 2009 - January 2010

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FROM LETTER TO OGYGIA

Yanitsa Radeva was born in Yambol. She graduated from Sofia University "St. Kliment Ohridski" with majors in Bulgarian Philology and Literature. Her book Another Rhythm (2003) was published as a result of a national competition in 2002.

Issue 38, November 2009

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FROM HIGH BEFORE HOMEROOM

Maya Sloan grew up in Oklahoma City and currently lives in Hollywood, California. Her first novel, Red Dirt and Ice, will be published by Simon & Schuster Pocket Books in 2010.

Issue 38, November 2009

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DOWN THE ROAD TO HELL - AND THE FIRST CROSSING ON THE LEFT

Hristo Karastoyanov was born on 22 February 1950 in Topolovgrad. He is the author of 25 works of fiction, political journalism and poetry. His novel Autopia: the Other Road to Hell (2003) was shortlisted for the Vick Foundation Award. Four of his books, including his latest novel Suprotiva.net, or Resistance.net, have been nominated for the Helikon Award. He has been awarded a number of literary prizes, among them first prize in the unpublished novel competition of Razvitie Corporation, for his book Death is of Preference (2003).

Issue 37, October 2009

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FROM THE NOVEL THE GLASS RIVER

Emil Andreev graduated in English Language Studies from the Veliko Tarnovo University and has worked as a teacher, a newspaper editor and a lecturer in English at the Faculty of Theology, Sofia University.

Issue 35-36, August-September 2009

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ART IN TRANSLATION

There was once a time when merely to distribute self-published poetry or fiction among friends would have been punished by the thought police. Yet now Bulgarian writers are finding their voices again

Issue 34, July 2009

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THE ROAD TO MOSSUL

Vesselin Stoyanov is the author of short stories, essays, plays and screenplays. His book Forgotten Settlement With God won the Bulgarian Chudomir Foundation prize. In 2008 his first novel Autopsy of the Corpse won the annual prize of the Union of Bulgarian Writers.

Issue 33, June 2009

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SAVE POOR BOB, IF YOU PLEASE

Anna Kovatcheva was born in Sofia in 1990. She is now a student at the University of Virginia in the United States, studying Elements of Fiction. In her spare time, she writes poems, draws stick figures, and enjoys the color yellow.

Issue 32, May 2009

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FISH KILLER

Alexandra Chaushova was born in 1985. She is a graduate of the English Language High School in Sofia. Between 2003 and 2008 her work appeared in the literary journal, Literaturen vestnik and in Altera magazine.

Issue 31, April 2009

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CORSET

Virginia Zaharieva is a writer, psychotherapist and the author of three books of poetry. Read an excerpt from her latest book, Nine Rabbits (QM, 2008), which was nominated for the 2008 Helikon Prize and was the best-selling Bulgarian book for 2008.

Issue 30, March 2009

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AND THEN ORPHEUS DESCENDED INTO HELL

A third surprise for the week was waiting for me at home. Eurydice was gone. She had left me during the three hours I tortured the crowd at the Vinyl Club. I found a note saying: "Don't look for me."

Issue 28-29, January-February 2009

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BLACK MARTENITSI and THE ARCHIVIST'S STORY

Fiction by Svetla Damyanovska and Travis Holland

Issue 27, December 2008

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LOVE LETTERS and THE REAL VERSION

Fiction from Maria Dobrevska and J.T.Bushnell

Issue 26, November 2008

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ALUNMINIUM STAIRS, DREAM and OYSTERS

Prose by Eireene Nealand, Stiol Roshkev and Sonia Nikolova

Issue 25, October 2008

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GOLDEN ONIONS and AUTOBIOGRAPHY

Prose by Dena Popova and Mariko Nagai

Issue 23, August 2008

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SOZOPOL FICTION SEMINARS

The Elizabeth Kostova Foundation hosted its first annual summer fiction-writing seminar in Sozopol in May 2008.

Issue 22, July 2008

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LOVE AND OTHER CATASTROPHES

The titles Petar Denchev chooses for his works are inversely proportional to his age. The story that earned this 22-year-old Varna man his first literary prize - in the Altera competition - was called "Malakof, I Want To Grow Old". The title of the novel which won him last year's Razvitie, or Development, contest for the best new Bulgarian novel, is even longer: Just Like a Man Kisses a Woman He Loves.

Issue 21, June 2008

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A COLLECTOR OF AMOROUS SENTENCES

He lives in Plovdiv, his mother is Greek and his father is an actor. Born in 1964, the writer was captivated by the theatre before graduating in Bulgarian philology and developing a serious interest in literature. He studied in the Secondary School for Stagecraft together with artist Kolyo Karamfilov and producer Dimitar Mitovski. Literature and journalism prevailed and he has published three verse collections, a book of essays, a play and a novel entitled A Collector of Amorous Sentences.

Issue 20, May 2008

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THE BLACK BOX

A yuppie pukes up $500 worth of truffles and Bordeaux into a New York City gutter while his brother walks pinschers in Central Park. They are both Bulgarian and their father - or at least his remains - is packed away in a black box. Such a scene can only be straight out of an Alek Popov novel. Born in 1966, he is one of those rare Bulgarian writers who can describe the life of his compatriots abroad without tumbling from the lifeline of self-irony into the abyss of misguided patriotism.

Issue 19, April 2008

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PROFESSIONAL HAZARDS

Issue 18, March 2008 Special Irish Issue

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CHRISTO AND ALL THOSE BAD THINGS

Prose by Georgi Tenev

Issue 17, February 2008

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SURPRISE!

To make his dreams a reality Dancho started filing applications for work abroad. First, he wrote to the large music companies offering his services as a musician. When he received a dozen polite, but firm refusals (most didn't even bother to answer, in fact), he lowered his expectations and wrote again, this time offering himself as a backstage boy, a support guitar player, a stage assistant, as anything requiring low qualifications that could convince his would-be employer that the wages and the effort to procure a work visa would be repaid.

Issue 15-16, December 2007 – January 2008

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TEACHER, DRINKER, WRITER, FLY

Aside from the predictable hangover, the evening had an unexpected bonus: a contract to publish his novel in Bulgarian signed on one of the tavern's serviettes. Don't imagine the copyright transformed him into an overnight millionaire – it was sold for five crates of Melnik wine!

Issue 14, November 2007

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WELL READ POETS SOCIETY

Nadya Radulova is a writer who refuses to indulge in the normal complaints of Bulgarian artists. She even inverts traditional grievances, claiming that hardship and a peripheral existence lead to better work.

Issue 13, October 2007

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VULGAR BULGAR

Scriptwriter and author Ivo Siromahov talks about humor and much more

Issue 12, September 2007

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EXAMINING YOUR DARK SIDE

She's the former manageress of a special café for mentally ill people (that enjoyed protected status), a property consultant who uses her background as a psychotherapist to help clients and a journalist who writes about real estate. And, as if this wasn't enough, she's also written two books. It may sound like an exhausting remit but Stanislava Ciurinskiene copes with her diverse roles admirably well. “They complement each other,” she says.

Issue 11, August 2007

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OUT OF THE LIMELIGHT

"It doesn't need to read my books to love me," Elena Alexieva says.

Issue 10, July 2007

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MAKING THE RIGHT MOVES

Chances are you haven't read Georgi Etimov's novels – Two Short Stories About Emi, The Sun Dials and Franz and the Others, as none of them has been published in English. However, his collection of Chess Short Stories, has already been translated – and we offer you a sneak preview.

Issue 8, May 2007

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EKATERINA'S WORLD

Only 17, Ekaterina wrote her first poem 10 years ago. Today she is a member of the English Poetry Society

Issue 7, April 2007

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ADVENTURES IN POST-COMMUNISM

Hamilton lived in Bulgaria from 1997 to 2001, during which time he covered the infamous case of Georgi Markov, interviewed mafia bosses and was witness to the changes in Bulgaria on the road to the EU.

Issue 6, March 2007

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KRISTIN DIMITROVA

You may know the name if you are interested in modern Balkan literature. You may have read her short stories or poetry in anthologies and literary journals in Britain, Ireland and the United States.

Issue 5, February 2007

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ALEK POPOV'S MISSION LONDON

Popov's new novel Black Box is due to come out later this year, and plans are currently underway to make a film based on Mission London

Issue 4, January 2007

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FAR FROM THE DANUBE

Far From the Danube follows the 15th Century journey from Bulgaria to Normandy of Maria Iskra, whose character is based on a real person

Issue 3, December 2006

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BORDER CROSSING

Kapka Kassabova won the 2000 Commonwealth Writers' Prize for Asia-Pacific for her first novel Reconnaisance. She is also the author of the novel Love in the Land of Midas, three poetry books, and two travel guides. Her Globetrotter Guide to Bulgaria will be out in 2007, along with her new poetry collection Geography for the Lost.

Issue 2, November 2006

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WHERE ARE YOU FROM, KAPKA?

This seemingly innocent conversation starter has taken on new dimensions in our age of increased mobility and migration, and it's one that proves tricky for writer Kapka Kassabova to answer. Born in Sofia, Bulgaria, she emigrated with her family to live in New Zealand at the age of 17. Today Kapka lives in Edinburgh, Scotland. Along the way she has criss-crossed the globe, feeding her passion for travel with journeys to widely different destinations, from Morocco and India to Argentina.

Issue 1, October 2006

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70 years ago, on 10 March 1943, Bulgaria's pro-Nazi government decided to defy Berlin and halt the deportation of Bulgaria's 50.000 Jews. This was down to the actions of one man - Dimitar Peshev. Just two years later he faced Communist justice and found himself on trial for his life. His niece Kaluda Kiradjieva remembers

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