ABSTRACT
Postmodernism has a horror of limits. The postmodernist craving for centrelessness and absence of oppressive frameworks ultimately turns in on itself in a claustrophobic embrace, creating a continuously shape-shifting never-ending labyrinth of contingencies. Texts “looping” back on themselves are seen as superior to commonplace linear and sequential texts. Hyperspace, for example, in its boundarylessness, becomes a postmodernist heaven, as is obvious in Robert Coover’s glorification of hyperspace’s “intricate and infinitely expandable, infinitely alluring webs, its green-limned gardens of multiple forking paths” (Coover 1992:23).
