After a warehouse fire – between Samuel Beckett's manuscripts and documents –, the diary of a yet unknown assistant of Beckett is found. The diary reveals that Beckett and his assistant jointly rearranged the author's archive ... Rich in lightness and irony, the novel unfolds a marvelous ironic discourse about an artist’s life and cult. It's an homage to Beckett and an instruction for reading.
Laura Erber’s Körper und Tage (Body and Days) is a finely woven lyrical volume of short verses that are repeatedly interspersed with silence. The sequence of texts refers to both the image sequences of cinema and the stream of desire.
The breath of Beatrix Haustein's language is cool, the form of her poems clear and mostly rhymeless. She artistically weaves Eichendorff and Heine, but she asks her most important question with Hölderin’s Hälfte des Lebens (Half of Life). »Weh mir, wo nehm' ich, wenn / Es Winter ist, die Blumen (...).«
In her first collection of stories, Tiefausläufer, Klischat succeeds in depicting human togetherness in its fragility and scurrility in a way in which existence only once reveals itself: arbitrary, illogical, absurd and always unique.