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| Title: Why I Have Not Written Any of My Books
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| Author: Marcel Bénabou
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| Genre: Non-fiction
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| Written: 1986 (Eng. 1996)
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| Length: 114 pages
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| Original in: French ( Pourqoui je n'ai ecrit aucun de mes livres)
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| "Writing about writing about writing."
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| Marcel Bénabou was part of Oulipo (Ouvroir de Litterature Potentielle [Workshop of Potential Literature]) a French group of writers and mathematicians with an interest in the problems of literary form.
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| the impossibility-of-writing-a-book.
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| He through his writing he reflects on how a book might have been written, speaking figuratively (and often literally) in the conditional mode.
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| In the book he uses three types of discourse: narrative, dialogue, and borrowed language (quotation, allusion, pastiche).
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| By working in this sort of discourse he creates a highly constructed piece of work where he plays tradition and innovation against each other.
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| But it makes us question as a reader, what in this book is truly “Bénabou"?
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| Did this the intertextual landscape serves him as a background or a foreground?
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| But what are we reading? He tells the reader twice like an echo in the voice of Margritte.
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| Ceci n’est pas un livre.
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