Fiction

‘‘Pseudonym’’, Stories, Κastaniotis editions 2006

‘‘Summer Snow’’, Novel, Κastaniotis editions 2010

‘‘Wild Acropolis’’, Novel, Κastaniotis editions 2013

‘‘Rock Paper Scissors’’, Novel, Κastaniotis editions 2014

‘‘The Blind Ones’’, Novel, Κastaniotis editions 2017

‘‘System Error’’, Novel, Κastaniotis editions 2019

‘‘Κithairon’’, Novel, Κastaniotis editions 2022

Translations

‘‘A thousand years of good prayers’’, Yiyun Li, Kastaniotis Editions 2010

‘‘How to be both’’, Ali Smith, Kastaniotis Editions 2015

‘‘Little failure’’, Gary Shteyngart, Kastaniotis Editions 2015

‘‘The sellout’’, Paul Beatty, Kastaniotis Editions 2016

‘‘Last days’’, Brian Evenson, Kastaniotis Editions 2016

‘‘It can’t happen here’’, Sinclair Lewis, Kastaniotis Editions 2016

‘‘The Mermaids Singing’’, Val McDermid, Kastaniotis Editions 2017

‘‘Wonders never cease’’, Robert Irwin, Kastaniotis Editions 2018

‘‘Factotum’’, Charles Bukowski, Metaixmio Editions 2018

‘‘Chicago’’, David Mamet, Metaixmio Editions 2018

‘‘Call me by your name’’, André Aciman, Metaixmio Editions 2018

‘‘Post Office’’, Charles Bukowski, Metaixmio Editions 2019

‘‘Find me’’, André Aciman, Metaixmio Editions 2019

‘‘Travelling in a strange land’’, David Park, Gutenberg Editions, 2020

‘‘The human comedy’’, William Saroyan, Gutenberg Editions, 2021

‘‘On human bondage’’, William Somerset Maugham, Metaixmio Editions 2021

‘‘Collected Stories’’, Barry Hannah, Kastaniotis Editions, 2023

In the dream I was naked, my body lying across a long table, with eyes closed and a posture of solemnity, as if I were somehow dead. Then, little by little, the table was filled with sitting men, most of them plain in looks and positively middle aged, dressed in the cheapest tunics possible, like slaves or poor peasants. As the men sat (there were about a dozen in total) my view of the scene, which was external to my lying body, resembling the view of a fly on the ceiling, permitted me to realise that my body was actually already cut into pieces, but no blood was spilled or other gory paraphernalia, but rather befitting the texture of bread, as if my body were made of dough and not flesh, and soon enough the sitting men started to break apart the pieces of me and to consume them, accompanying the food with gulps of red wine, which they were served in wooden cups from a large bottle. When they had nearly concluded eating and drinking, the only bits of me that remained on the table where those of my two sets of genitalia, which were separated out, one for each of my genders. Then one of the men took each of those straight, long parts and put them together, combining them in a way that their final shape formed an ancient geometrical sign, that of two fingers crossing – the one vertical, the other horizontal. As the two parts remained bound like that on the table, the men bowed their heads in sudden introspection or reverence for that strange shape. And then the dream was over.

It took me a while to adjust to the reality of my room.

Awards: Academy of Athens Award for ‘‘The Blind Ones’’ (2018), the ‘‘Anagnostis’’ Magazine Award for Best Novel for the books ‘‘Wild Acropolis’’ (2014) and ‘‘The Blind Ones’’ (2018) and The Athens Prize for Literature Award for ‘‘Rock Paper Scissors’’ (2015).