Las listas y la escritura del desastre en Sanguínea, de Gabriela Ponce Padilla (Dossier: Producir presente: tocar el cuerpo, escritura, mujeres, paisajes, afectos. Narrativa contemporánea de escritoras en América Latina, II)

In Sanguínea (2019), her first novel, the Ecuadorian author Gabriela Ponce Padilla shows the disintegration of a woman’s emotional universe and her attachment to the erotic pulses that rule her life as she undergoes a process of separation. These trigger a flow of profound reflections and an accepta...

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Autor: Balladares, María Auxiliadora
Tipo de recurso: artículo
Estado:Versión publicada
Fecha de publicación:2020
País:Ecuador
Institución:Universidad Andina Simón Bolivar
Repositorio:Repositorio Universidad Andina Simón Bolivar
Idioma:español
OAI Identifier:oai:repositorio.uasb.edu.ec:10644/7712
Acceso en línea:http://hdl.handle.net/10644/7712
Access Level:acceso abierto
Palabra clave:PONCE PADILLA, GABRIELA, 1977-
NOVELA ECUATORIANA
AUTORAS ECUATORIANAS
MUJERES
CRÍTICA LITERARIA
ECUADORIAN NOVEL
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Sumario:In Sanguínea (2019), her first novel, the Ecuadorian author Gabriela Ponce Padilla shows the disintegration of a woman’s emotional universe and her attachment to the erotic pulses that rule her life as she undergoes a process of separation. These trigger a flow of profound reflections and an acceptance of the lack of definitive certainties, as well as the impossibility of having pain culminate or desire drift. This register of what is always happening, of that which does not cease, inscribes itself in what Maurice Blanchot called “the disaster”, that which “ruins everything and at the same time leaves everything as it is”. Embodying the imminence of disaster —which, following the French philosopher, never ensues— is the most important work of the protagonist of this novel and leads to literary registers that oppose narration as untouched and categorical with respect to reality or the truth. The list is one of these registers, perhaps the one that Ponce privileges over others, and the one that most clearly confronts us with the absence of narration.