César Aira's fiction is like 13 cats of different ages in a hall of mirrors chasing yellow, red, and blue bouncy balls in slow motion with literary still frames when there is an eclipse between any of these components from the perspective of the reader. And it is also about love (see this Harper's interview: Into the Unforeseen, A romance of César Aira by Rivka Galchen).
Jean Phillipe Toussaint's Fiction is like Proust's great metaphoric nephew who discovered the metaphysics of holding one's breath on a bridge at an important moment in historical time by checking the surrealistic correspondence between his pulse and the clouds and his most recent object of love from an encyclopedia of beloved objects. And it is about romance.
The Lesson of this Blog Post is that readers and writers of short books or experiments in fiction are welcomed never to stray from the themes of love and romance.
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