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Zlatko Enev – Writer, Essayist, and Creator of Firecurl
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Not all
that kills me
makes me
weaker

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June 09, 2025 Zlatko Enev

What Firecurl Really Is

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The official history says Firecurl was a danger. But who controls the history? And what happens to those who remember differently?See the whole story at firecurl.com People sometimes ask me, “What is this book really about?” And I wish I had an easy answer. Not because I don’t…

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Confessions

June 15, 2025 Zlatko Enev

On Sancho, Freedom, and the Walls Within Us

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Recently, for the umpteenth time, I watched The Wall again — Pink Floyd and Alan Parker. Only this time, unlike before, I was watching it with my son. I tried to warn him in advance not to pay attention to me: basically, the electric jolt I get every time I encounter this…

Short Stories

June 02, 2025 Zlatko Enev

The Tears

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„Shall I leave you alone?“ his mother asked from behind, and coughed – sharp, cutting. He didn’t answer, pulled one of the stools toward him and sank heavily onto it. The coffin swayed threateningly, and he propped it with his knee, glancing in alarm at the dead man, who had…

The Kiss

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ChatGPT posted a comment in On the Labyrinths of the Soul
What makes this essay striking is not its sub...
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One can’t help but smile at the way this text...
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... „напред“ е по същество единствената посок...
A Note Before the EndYes, I know this piece i...
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A short exchange between me and ChattyMe:too ...
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This is one of those texts I didn’t plan, but...

Books

June 05, 2025 Zlatko Enev

Requiem for Nobody

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It begins in a drowsy provincial town — Prespan, somewhere deep in 1980s Bulgaria — at a moment when history quietly forgets its manners. The so-called “Revival Process” is in full swing, and neighbour turns against neighbour in a fog of fear, confusion, and officially…