An introduction to our special ELNet UK-CROATIAN ‘Literary Goodie-Bag’ from the 2017 LITLINK FESTIVAL in CROATIA A year after the (disastrous, misguided, heartbreaking) UK Refe
In March, my husband gets up at five in the morning. He brushes his teeth, washes his face, puts on a pair of jeans, a hoodie, a brown corduroy jacket and a pair of trainers, kisse
This is the waiting room. When it stops ringing for someone, it starts ringing for someone else. It rings for everyone. The ringtone of a lady across the hall, her prettiness hidde
Mtg. Café by the sea. Jopa was looking around as usual, carefully making sure that they are not arousing suspicion, and Mima, for first time that week, felt relaxed. He was leaned
It was twilight on a rainy autumn day when my friends Anja and Adalbert turned up unannounced, brushing droplets off their jacket sleeves (my father Mario had already stopped worki
Atomic Bomb Sleeps Nana watches as Father lays new tiles in the toilet: brown tiles on the floor, white tiles on the walls. Father says, “Why don’t you go away, you’re blocki
During my one week rest, I visited the British Library. The reading rooms there seemed conducive to serious intellectual work, but in reality, they oozed with an attractive vibrati
December 2006 This disorder is oh-so-terrible, even the doctor doesn’t dare to write F20 on the chart. I don’t know what’s so abnormal about me and I will never f
Old age came in one day, on May 23, 2010, at 11 a.m. I’d just made myself comfortable in a bamboo chair in front of a small café underneath the Observatory, just below a device
They spent the next hour in quiet conversation about anything and everything, sprawled across some old workers’ jackets with faux-fur underlay. The conversation was now relaxed;
