This is a trope that I found very intriguing, but I honestly don't know how to describe it. I'm not talking about epistolary novels (maybe it could be a category of that?), or books told in journal entries. Some of the examples I loved are:
- No longer human, by Osamu Dazai,
- Steppenwolf, by Hermann Hesse
In essence, the author writes a foreword telling us the circumstances that they found the manuscript. Then, they simply give us the manuscript without any explanations, attempts at analyzing it, or judging the original creator. I would appreciate any suggestions (I'm open to any genre).
by aeriko001
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The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco is exactly this.