Ardian Kyçyku (Pen names: Ardian-Christian Kyçyku / Kuciuk), writer of Albanian and Romanian born on the 23rd of August 1969, Pogradec, Albania, author of many original books (novels, short prose, plays, scenarios, scientific studies, essays, anthologies, translations) and short films (called ‘semiotic’ by the author). Doctor in Comparative and Universal Literature. University Professor (Semiotics and Communication / The Research Methodology). Certificate of Qualification (Habil.) in the field of doctoral studies in Theatre and Performing Arts. Between 2008 and 2020 he was dean and rector in Bucharest. Since 1998 he is co-founder and co-director of European Review “Haemus”. Founding member of the Albanian Cultural Association “Haemus” and of the Haemus Institut – Balcanic Studies. National Literary Prize of Albania “Silver Pen”, Tirana 2013; Honorary Citizen of Pogradec 2014; Kult Academy Prize “The best book / The best author”, Tirana 2015 and 2018; Prize II „Katarina Josip” for Albanian Original Drama, Prishtina 2016; Grand Prix at Très Court International Film Festival – Cluj-Napoca 2017; Ambassador of the Nation, Tirana 2019
Novel, p. 265, Naimi Publishing; Shortlisted at National Prize of Novel, Tirana 2016
Incógnito [Fragments from the life of guardians and vice versa]
In a western barracks that reminds one of exile, during an exile that feels like both death in absence and liberation from any present, a young Albanian, raised with a bunker in the yard (nicknamed Incógnito …
Novel, pages 109, Pa Publishing; Kult Academy Prize “The best Book / Author”, Tirana 2015
Home - What's up, mate?
‘Home’ is the story of an Albanian immigrant who is killed physically as well as metaphorically. Written in an archetypal Albanian language (the hero’s nickname comes from “Ho, me, Ç’kena”, meaning “What’s u …
Novel, pages 109, Librarium Haemus
Mortët - The Deathers
The powerful Morti family suddenly shuts itself off at home, convincing the city that they have left the country (Albania). The reasons for their escape are unknown. A strange life passes by, mixing epochs a …