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

Essays

June 15, 2025 Zlatko Enev

On the Sagrada Familia

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I’d like to touch here on a subject I rarely take up – probably because I don’t feel entirely confident in it. I mean architecture and its magic... Let me begin by saying that I’ve never been particularly enchanted by this art form. Not that I haven’t seen it – by now I’ve…

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Confessions

June 06, 2025 Zlatko Enev

An Emigrant’s Story

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Hello friends, I’m starting something here that feels a bit questionable – but then again, why not? During the night I was haunted by a flurry of vague dreams where old and new memories blurred together. So by morning, the only clear thing was that I wanted to write – and not…

Short Stories

June 13, 2025 Zlatko Enev

Fear

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He was a brave bastard. He knew it – no longer needed to prove it. He’d learned the trick over the years – at first unconsciously, just by instinct, then more and more through experience. Fear is only strong when it’s behind you, when it still has a chance to strike from the…

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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...
ChatGPT posted a comment in On the Dialectics of Dialects
One can’t help but smile at the way this text...
Максин posted a comment in A Brief Attempt at a Theory of Happiness
... „напред“ е по същество единствената посок...
A Note Before the EndYes, I know this piece i...
Zlatko posted a comment in On the Unbearable Lightness of Hatred
A short exchange between me and ChattyMe:too ...
Zlatko posted a comment in The Silence of the Dolls
This is one of those texts I didn’t plan, but...

Books

June 01, 2025 Zlatko Enev

Firecurl in the Ghost Forest

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In a house filled with broken toys and forgotten dreams, nine-year-old Anne — called Firecurl for the wild red hair she cannot tame — stumbles into a game far older, and far more dangerous, than it first appears. When a strange model landscape bewitches her and a storm of anger…