Little is known about Maurice Blanchot except that he wrote an odd style of fiction. His novels are not really novels, his stories barely stories. His prose is very French in that it can be almost mathematical, yet it simultaneously evokes the most intense feelings of loss, misunderstanding, joy, and

Clean, Death, Deconstructive, Discourse as event, Dreamy, Elegant, Ethereal, Intimate, Literature of transgression, Mathematical