A mystical dialogue between a male author (a thinly disguised
Clarice Lispector) and his/her creation, a woman named Angela, this
posthumous work has never before been translated. Lispector did not
even live to see it published.
At her death, a mountain of fragments remained to be structured
by Olga Borelli. These fragments form a dialogue between a god-like
author who infuses the breath of life into his creation: the
speaking, breathing, dying creation herself, Angela Pralini. The
work s almost occult appeal arises from the perception that if
Angela dies, Clarice will have to die as well. And she did."
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