Driven by the pressure of a single word, "continue" Moriendo comes to mean the end point and the culmination of a search that over more than thirty years and nine books (of which Moriendo is the last) he has led Roger Laporte (1925-2001) to probe such a peremptory way in condition that a writer can write that has allowed him to talk about the creation of a new literary genre: "I wanted to invent a new genre: I have called biography with or without quotes. The biography is to be invented in literature. By biography I wanted to create much more than a genre, operate a silent but radical revolution that would lead not only the author but also the reader beyond literature. "The turnaround that here arises is to convert the writing into pure and simple life.

With Moriendo, Roger Laporte writes biography. What kind of bet is made when the writer intends "to write biography"? Understood: not "write a biography" but "write biography," as the writer who writes stories or poetry. Can you say that this is still done literature or have to think that writing biography literature itself confronted with something that, at once, both confirms and surpasses it, putting both within and outside what she does?

Moriendo is the most palpable sign that the writer has not had to choose between writing or live. And yet, contrary to what might appear, Roger Laporte has not found rest your choice apparently should have provided. What was the problem? The whole company has been disrupted by the uniqueness of a logic that she no longer imposed: it is to complete the task, ie, to terminate, reaching the end, that is, to "die". But, well, live like dying, and therefore in its continuation, "going crazy" to do nothing but that, again, only "write". Hence the question that Roger Laporte just feels right to do (it), "Writing, nothing more than writing, may I die a death of man?"

Now if with Moriendo comes to an end the long and painful pursuit of a biographical company, it would be vain to identify that end with the final point with which the story is shut: it has locked in order between its lines, but in no case the decision of the end has come with the endpoint (the attentive reader will note that there is not in this work that closes with a question mark), or, much less, with the silence that opened then (since that silence it is permanently threatened by the possibility of an answer, however much it moves away and refuse). Moriendo ends the "biography" of the author with the simple statement of what it does (Moriendo, at the same time, does what it says and says what it does): it-live / writes is "dying". Therefore, nothing seems more relevant than the question the author poses with evident dismay, "How do we get out of here" does not seem possible to leave this: to exit Moriendo is to stop dying, but is both stop living , abandoning one's own biography was nothing to write about.