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Napokon…!Ilustracija: Tobias Schrank © Goethe-Institut

Napokon…!

Jedna riječ, koja zvuči kao uzdah: kada završavi tegobno stanje. Ili uvod u veliki kraj, u žestoko finale. Poslušajte i pogledajte, kako naši pripovjedači i pripovjedačice upotrebljavaju riječ „napokon“.
 

Antje Rávik Strubel © Antje Rávik Strubel

Antje Rávik Strubel, Potsdam
To nije istina

Neki vole da pričaju, drugi više vole da slušaju. Mogu li se ljudi, pa i pisci, podijeliti u dvije grupe? Antje Rávik Strubel je cijeli život mislila da pripada jednoj grupi, sve dok joj nije ispričana priča koja je dovela u pitanje njenu (samo)percepciju.
 

Saša Stanišić © Saša Stanišić

Saša Stanišić, Reykjavík
KAKO ARKTIČKA LISICA DOBIJA DRUGAČIJE KRZNO?

Saša Stanišić već nekoliko godina sa sinom igra pripovjedačku igru: maleni bira tri rijeeči, a Saša Stanišić od njih pravi priču. Priča uvijek počinje činjenicom da se odveze taksijem - i na kraju se vrati. Na kraju književnog festivala u Rejkjaviku, izmislio je priču za nas - na riječi „lisica“, „vulkan“, „majica“.
 

Zaia Alexander © Zaia Alexander

Zaia Alexander, Potsdam / Los Angeles
Missing

Los Angeles has become part of the author’s very being. The city is a living presence within her in many of her distinctly magical memories: journeys along empty streets, lemon blossom, the splendour of palm trees silhouetted against the night sky, the seasons so subtly differentiated that people who live in places with ‘proper’ seasons aren’t even aware of them. She carries LA with her wherever she goes, until finally she returns there.

Colm Tóibín © Colm Tóibín

Colm Tóibín, Dublin
The Magician

Colm Tóibín wrote his most recent novel, The Magician, in Los Angeles. The book concerns Thomas Mann, who in the 1940s also lived in LA - in a house that was built to his own specification, and in which he wrote his novel Dr Faustus. Although the house was close by, Tóibín couldn’t visit it because of the pandemic, with the result that it remained a house of dreams full of inspiring treasures - though it did ultimately open its doors once again.

Kristof Magnusson © Kristof Magnusson

Kristof Magnusson, Reykjavík
No problem for Mountain Rescue

He hasn’t the faintest idea how he had come to be sitting at the same table as a mother claiming to have once lived in this same house - along with her daughter’s  erstwhile boyfriends. The last of these ex-boyfriends had waited every day for the return of the daughter, who worked as a mountain guide. But on many occasions the daughter had simply not come home...

Þórarinn Eldjárn © Þórarinn Eldjárn

Þórarinn Eldjárn, Reykjavík
By the end: somewhere else altogether

The Icelandic writer Þórarinn Eldjárn recalls an event - an everyday event - that happened quite a long time ago. But suddenly a strange object pops up in his account. He takes hold of it, and...

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