This is Clarice Lispector's final novel, 'written in agony', which she did not live to see published. Sensual and mysterious, it is a mystical dialogue between a god-like author and the creation he breathes life into: the speaking, shifting, indefinable Angela Pralini. As he has created Angela, so, eventually, he must let her die, for life is merely 'a kind of madness that death makes. ' This is a unique, elegiac meditation on the creation of life, and of art. Review: A text that resonates endlessly ... her images dazzle The Times Literary Supplement Lispector had an ability to write as though no one had ever written before Colm Toibin A thrilling book Pedro Almodovar