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The 22 newer stories of Ivanka Ivanova

Varna, "Stalker" 2010
ISBN 978-954-9768-24-4

Edited by Georgi Chobanov
Illustrated by Kremena Tsankova
   
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16 stories of Ivanka Ivanova
(in Bulgarian & French)

Varna, Stalker 2002
ISBN: 954-9768-09-0

Edited by Georgi Chobanov
Illustrated by Daniela Hadjieva

20 new stories of Ivanka Ivanova


Varna, Stalker 2004
ISBN: 954-9768-13-9

Edited by Georgi Chobanov
Illustrated by Radostina Zagorova

 

 
     
 

How Ivanka Ivanova became a writer


One morning Ivanka Ivanova woke up thinking that her life didnt make any sense. The next morning this feeling grew stronger. The third morning Ivanka Ivanovas head was full of many small and big questions. They were like pins and needles inside her head.
Then Ivanka Ivanova started to ponder. She said to herself: Why was I born? Its up to me to take charge of my own life and not leave it to others to live it. Well then. Id do better to sit and write down all that I have in my head. Perhaps this would make more sense.
Ivanka Ivanova took a white sheet of paper, sat down and wrote:
My name is Ivanka Ivanova. My name is a very ordinary name. There is nothing interesting in my name. Now Im young, later Ill be old and before I was a child.
Ivanka Ivanova didnt know anything about stylistics. She read what she had written and said to herself: These words are like an autobiography. I didnt have this in my head.
Then Ivanka Ivanova took another white sheet, sat down and wrote:
My name is Ivanka Ivanova. Im not a writer. To be a writer, one must understand ones own soul. To understand ones own soul, one must know many things. So Im not educated to understand my own soul.
Then Ivanka Ivanova started to cry. She couldnt express herself in a beautiful and simple way and that made her feel upset. [What is easier in the world than this: to take a white sheet of paper and a pen, than to sit down and start writing, Ivanka Ivanova asked herself. - Without reflecting on whether you are a writer or not. Without wondering if anyone else will read what youve written.
The same day, at about noon, crying, Ivanka Ivanova took another white sheet of paper, sat down and wrote:
Im an ordinary woman. I want to have money. Ill buy books and Ill read them to learn to write. Ill buy lots of perfumes. I want to travel in India. And the life flows out like water from a tap. I love the word love.
Ivanka Ivanova read what she had written. She smiled for the first time in three days. She said to herself: With the words that I have written, I express the desires of thousands of other women. It makes sense!
In this way Ivanka Ivanova understood that her life wasnt so senseless.


Translated by Elena Vladova

Edited by Trish Winter and Haralampi Anneachkin

 
     
 

The Man Who Sights

fairy tales

Varna, Slavena 2008

ISBN: 9789545797316

Edited by Ludmila Dimova

Illustrated by Temenuga Stancheva

 
 

 

How to buy my books?


In Varna:
 Teatara  book store ( Nezavisimost  square, the Second Stage of Drama Theatre)
 Paragraf 22  book store (65a,  Knyaz Boris   blvd.)
 Siela  book store (Pfohe Mall - Varna)
 Pingvinite  chain book stores in Bulgaria

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