Un soplo de vida de Clarice Lispector: Reflexiones en torno a la figura y voz del autor, el personaje y el lector
This paper focuses on Clarice Lispector’s last book Un soplo de vida (pulsaciones) (1978), which should be read out loud, feeling the energy of its every word. The novel was written during the author’s agony and published after her death, when Olga Borelli organised her manuscripts. A writing that b...
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| Format: | article |
| Status: | Published version |
| Publication Date: | 2015 |
| Country: | México |
| Institution: | Universidad Autónoma de Zacatecas |
| Repository: | Repositorio Institucional Caxcán |
| Language: | Spanish |
| OAI Identifier: | oai:http://ricaxcan.uaz.edu.mx:20.500.11845/1270 |
| Online Access: | http://ricaxcan.uaz.edu.mx/jspui/handle/20.500.11845/1270 https://doi.org/10.48779/ct5x-4t50 |
| Access Level: | Open access |
| Keyword: | HUMANIDADES Y CIENCIAS DE LA CONDUCTA [4] narrativa autoría personajes cuerpo y otredad Narrative Authorship Characters Body Alterity |
| Summary: | This paper focuses on Clarice Lispector’s last book Un soplo de vida (pulsaciones) (1978), which should be read out loud, feeling the energy of its every word. The novel was written during the author’s agony and published after her death, when Olga Borelli organised her manuscripts. A writing that both authorizes and deauthorizes the author figure is analyzed here, exposing the three subjects that interact in the literary discourse: the author, Angela’s character, and the reader, who remains attentive to the voice’s inflections (the air, the breathing, the word and its sound) within the body of the text. The author/character affirms herself in a metafictional way inside the story, thus demonstrating that the author does not disappear, since it exercises its powers in the literary discourse from an ethic position and its fragility, implied when narrating oneself. The pulses emerge from the body that writes and talks to try to fill the emptiness, a body that is still breathing. The univocal condition unfolds a language that avoids any certainty: words and silences from contrasting narrative figures, author and character. The following reflections: Why am I writing? For whom I am writing? To whom am I writing?, arise from the act of breathing as an intimate action, primordial and vital of literary creation. The breath of life, the heartbeat, the time flowing through the veins, the agony, at he same time as a two-voice concert emerges to free the author’s voice, the character, and the reader in an epiphany game. |
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