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Fiction

Upending meanings and rewriting sanity

A. L. Kennedy

What is an Author?

When it all burns you’ll know – a writer was there at the first…

The one who takes the temperature of widespread amphetamine dreams, who carves out screaming headlines to turn up the heat. The one who makes every morning a dose of paranoia, an uptick of fathomless rage. When it all burns you’ll know – a writer was there at the first, taking words and dipping them in shit, upending meanings and rewriting sanity. The one who writes the speeches for the tiny and furious men. The one who frames every demand, every statement...

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Stephen Barber

Twenty-four hours in state of unconsciousness

Now this spectral city will become the site for execrations and lamentations, now time itself will disintegrate and void itself… ABO

Maria Filomena Molder

So many egoists call themselves artists…

Words are human things; a great obscurity saturates them… OPEN
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Stephen Barber

J.G. Ballard’s self-declared ‘Immodest Proposal’ for a global war-alliance to exact the destruction of America demonstrates the provocatory zeal of his last fiction plans, as well as their enduring prescience. OPEN
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Dodie Bellamy

A stupid tweet by a nobody, meant as a parody, somehow goes viral and the internet offers up death threats. OPEN
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Pierre Guyotat

The matrix for »Tombeau pour cinq cent mille soldats«

“This text was written at the end of 1962, after my return from Algeria. For me the text is the matrix for Tombeau pour cinq cent mille soldats.” P.G.

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war experience
war

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Kim Gordon

It was another 75° day in LA.

Where do you go when you disappear?

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Magazine Online

Autofiction—Metafiction

Monograph

Herkunft

Herkunft berichtet von der sinnlichen, emotionalen, geistigen Formung eines Kindes, das zu Beginn des Zweiten Weltkriegs in einem Dorf im Südosten Frankreichs in eine alte, katholische Familie ohne Vermögen geboren wurde. Wie die meisten seiner Bücher hat Pierre Guyotat es nahezu vollständig im Indikativ Präsens geschrieben. Die Gefühle, die Fragestellungen,...

Pierre Guyotat

Herkunft

Monograph

»Es gibt nichts zu erzählen!«

»›Es gibt nichts zu erzählen‹, sagte meine Mutter, und es ist dieses Nichts, an dem ich mich abarbeite.«

Chantal Akerman

Meine Mutter lacht

Monograph

»Die vielleicht faszinierendste Autobiographie des 20. Jahrhunderts«

Mit der Neuauflage dieser seit langem vergriffenen fiktiven Autobiographie wird eines der eindrücklichsten Werke Perecs endlich wieder der deutschsprachigen Leserschaft zugänglich. In dieser meisterlichen und verstörenden Erzählung verdichten sich Perecs Kindheitsphantasien von der utopischen Insel W, auf der das ganze Leben dem Sport gewidmet ist, mit den Erinnerungen an den...

Georges Perec

W oder die Kindheitserinnerung

Monograph

Was? Wer? Wann? Wo? Wie? Warum?

Dass das Autobiographische als Schlüssel zu Perecs gesamtem Werk zu lesen ist, zeigt dieser Band. Er umfasst zehn autobiographische Versatzstücke aus den Jahren 1959 bis 1981 – von den Umständen der eigenen Geburt (»Ich bin geboren«) über eine Skizze zur Gedächtnisarbeit oder eine Vorfassung seines Ellis-Island-Projekts bis hin zur Aufzählung...

Georges Perec

Geboren 1936

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Halluzinatorische Chroniken New Yorks
Reportagen, Fiktionen, Wirklichkeiten der Hauptstadt des 20. Jahrhunderts
- atomic age
- USA
- noir fiction
- reportage
- New York

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Bruce Bégout

The limp, voluptuous decadence of the place

I’m not going to talk about my profession here.

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contemporary literature
avant-garde
Venice
obsession
short stories
urbanism

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Raphaëlle Milone

He would say “Never work!”

Old-school publisher, avant-garde dandy, undisputed expert on the global history of Dada: Raphaëlle Milone paints an intimate but unsparing portrait of a man who belonged perhaps to a dying breed but is still remembered vividly.

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Maël Renouard

On Memory Atrophy

How can we remember the way we used to remember? OPEN
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When life’s hard, time’s a motherfucker going slow

Soham Gupta

In his photographs and texts, Calcutta-based Soham Gupta forces the tension that arises between fiction and real-life conditions in as yet unseen ways. ABO DE FR

Diane Williams

How about some string?

I said “Would you like a rope? You know that haul you have is not secured properly.” ABO DE

The abandonment of the centrality of the subject

Donatien Grau

Philology keeps it possible to open a space for the minority. OPEN
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The world is all that is the case

Françoise Armengaud, Annabelle Buxton

Wittgenstein’s Rhinoceros

What does one need to hunt an animal that might not exist? Books? There are many things in books that don’t exist…

The two young men meet up at the Cambridge railroad station. While waiting for the train, they browse the shelves of the station bookshop. All of a sudden, Wittgenstein grabs Pinsent’s arm: “Look at the title of this book!” “What a coincidence!” exclaims Pinsent, “It is perfect for you!” Both start to laugh. They purchase the novel of a famous English detective novelist entitled A Rhinoceros in the Library. Wittgenstein is very excited. “David, listen carefully,” he says to Pinsent. “I already have three things...

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young readers
logics
thinking

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Johannes Binotto

Where words are uttered, the taming is shrewed. OPEN
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Jean-Luc Nancy

غریبه‌ها غریبه‌ها

ازخودبیگانه‌ ها راه‌ گم‌کرده‌ ها از کدامین اصل نامرئی؟ OPEN
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Mike Wilson

Mike Wilson’s literature is a fast trip through the American night, drawn in melancholy images of great beauty. ABO

Axel Dielmann

“Can you imagine something like that?”

The curators were probably worried that someone would stumble carelessly up the stairs while looking at the exhibits… OPEN
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Angelika Meier

Your story begins with a tunnel.

The lost cause is the only one worth fighting for.

I’m standing in my perfectly fitting uniform with its freshly-pressed swastika armband in a long line at an American office. I’m waiting to submit my Application for Total War. Then, after standing in line for hours, the friendly clerk tells me that I need The Application for Foreign Aggressions in the next office over. Since I’m a depressed fascist, I don’t keep my chin up for long—despite my spiffy brown uniform—so I decide that’s enough for today and to try again tomorrow. The very next morning, I’m valiantly standing in the correct line, but then I’m missing some paperwork for the correct submission of my Application for Total War. Besides a birth certificate (the original, no copies allowed!), I’m still missing two recommendation letters from American citizens. Five are necessary. But—I thought just three… No, five in total! With a smile, the clerk raises her right hand, her fingers spread...

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