She does not hold onto loss, she loses without holding onto loss. This makes her writing a body that overflows, disgorges, vomits as opposed to masculine incorporation…She loses , and doubtless it would be to the death were it not for the intervention of those basic movements of a feminine unconscious (this is how I would define feminine sublimation) which provide the capacity of passing above it all by means of a form of oblivion which is not the oblivion of burial or interment but the oblivion of acceptance. This is taking loss, seizing it, living it. Leaping. This goes with not withholding: she does not withhold. She does not withhold, hence the impression of constant return evoked by this lack of withholding. It's like a kind of open memory that ceaselessly makes way. And in the end, she will write this not-withholding, this not-writing: she writes of non-writing, not-happening…She crosses limits: she is neither outside nor in, whereas the masculine would tray to "bring the outside in, if possible."
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