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<\/a>About the author<\/i><\/p>\n<\/p>\n
Bekim Sejranovi\u0107 was born in 1972 in Br\u010dko where he went to primary school. He completed the Maritime High School, nautical course, in Rijeka in 1989, and earned his Master\u2019s Degree in South Slavic Literature in 1999 from the University of Oslo. He has worked as a university lecturer, court interpreter for Norwegian, teacher of Norwegian for foreigners, postman, construction worker, sailor, etc.<\/p>\n
He has published:<\/p>\n
Short story collections:<\/span> Fasung<\/i><\/b> (The Beating,<\/b> <\/i>MD Naklada, Zagreb 2002); Sandale <\/i><\/b>(Sandals, <\/i>VBZ Zagreb\/Belgrade\/Sarajevo, 2013).<\/p>\n Novels:<\/span> Nigdje, niotkuda <\/i><\/b>(Nowhere, from Nowhere<\/i>,<\/i> Profil \/ Bybook \/ Booka Zagreb \/ Sarajevo \/ Belgrade, 2008); Ljep\u0161i kraj <\/i><\/b>(A Nicer Ending, <\/b><\/i>Profil \/ Bybook \/ B92, Zagreb \/ Sarajevo \/ Belgrade, 2010).<\/p>\n He has translated about ten books from Norwegian to Bosnian\/Croatian\/Serbian.<\/p>\n The novel Nigdje, niotkuda (Nowhere, from Nowhere)<\/i> was awarded the Me\u0161a Selimovi\u0107 Award<\/i> for the best novel published in B&H, Serbia and Montenegro in 2008.<\/p>\n The novel Ljep\u0161i kraj (A Nicer Ending)<\/i> was shortlisted for the Jutarnji list Prize<\/i> and was a candidate for the Me\u0161a Selimovi\u0107 Prize<\/i> in 2010.<\/p>\n His books have been translated into several foreign languages.<\/p>\n He lives and works in Ljubljana, Rijeka, Br\u010dko, Oslo, Stari Grad (on the island of Hvar) and some other places, wherever life takes him.<\/p>\n About the books<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n About the book Nigdje, niotkuda <\/i><\/b>(Nowhere, from Nowhere)<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n The hero of Bekim Serjanovi\u0107\u2019 debut novel spends all his life in wandering, like some contemporary Odysseus. After a childhood in Bosnia, he moves to Rijeka where he spends his rebellious teenage years, only to be taken to Norway in the aftermath of the war breaking out. Exiled there, he is forced to start anew.<\/p>\n However, the roots are too strong and they keep dragging him back, but the country he longs for is no longer the same. A foreigner in Norway, as well as in former Yugoslavia indeed, the narrator is doomed to roam the meridians, both those geographical and those intimate, in a continual search for the lost country and the lost years.\u00a0<\/p>\n However, this is not a mere autobiography of an involuntary expatriate. Before us is an intricately produced filigree-like history of the 20th<\/sup> century, presented through a story of one\u2019s family history. Wandering, refuge, exile… as a destiny of a region and the driving force of a never-ending cycle of new beginnings. A brilliant debut novel of one of the most talented Bosnian writers and probably the freshest voice since the appearance of Miljenko Jergovi\u0107. Deservedly awarded with the prestigious regional prize Me\u0161a Selimovi\u0107 <\/i>(in competition of Arsenijevi\u0107, Pi\u0161talo and Albahari), Sejranovi\u0107 came from \u2018nowhere\u2019 and won the sympathies of the audience and critics with his book.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Bekim Serjanovi\u0107\u2019 Nigdje, niotkuda <\/b><\/i>(Nowhere, from Nowhere)<\/i> is <\/b>a text of autobiographic provenience which seems very authentic; childhood miniatures alternate with images of growing up living a life of loneliness in various places \u2013 Br\u010dko, Bosanska Gradi\u0161ka, Rijeka, Zagreb, Oslo, the islands of Svalbard and others. It is a reflection of a destiny which is logically rounded up in the title of the novel \u2018Nowhere, from Nowhere\u2019. <\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n About the book Ljep\u0161i kraj (<\/i><\/b>A Nicer Ending)<\/i><\/p>\n <\/p>\n From Bekim Sejranovi\u0107, the author of the novel Nigdje, niotkuda, <\/i>winner of the \u2018Me\u0161a Selimovi\u0107\u2019 award, comes a new novel entitled Ljep\u0161i kraj, <\/i>which is almost a sequel to the first story, also written in the style of an autobiography. These two books are linked by the hero\u2019s life in emigration between Norway, Croatia and Bosnia, and the authentic auto-destructive framework he is trying to escape trying to take refuge in love. Sejranovi\u0107\u2019 writing is genuine, simple and fresh, with a lot of humour, and usually self-irony. Destinies of several heroes intertwine in this book, in which the author paints an image of a bleak world with parallel stories set in different times and locations \u2013 between a wooden cabin in Bosnia, a rented room in Oslo and far-away countries his hero runs to in search of some sense \u2013 while a deep feeling of not belonging, almost as if expatriated, follows him.<\/p>\n But, the ending is nicer nevertheless.<\/p>\n <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" About the author Bekim Sejranovi\u0107 was born in 1972 in Br\u010dko where he went to primary school. He completed the Maritime High School, nautical course, in Rijeka in 1989, and earned his Master\u2019s Degree in South Slavic Literature in 1999 from the University of Oslo. 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