The Instant of My Death by Blanchot, is a short prose of one's experience with death. Demeure by Derrida, is an essay that examines literature, fiction, and testimony as shrouded by the idea of instance.
I found The Instant of My Death to be a difficult read. Much of my initial confusion was rooted in his style of narration, which seemed to jump back and forth between first-person and third-person. As I pushed on through my first reading of the prose, it reminded me of stories of people's "near-death experience". Many in the scientific field refer to it as one of the brain's self-defense mechanisms to disassociate itself from the body in order to avoid feeling traumatizing pain. Two of the most common recollections of those who have experienced this are a sense or an awareness of being dead and perceiving their own body from the outside.
I felt that Demeure was somewhat outside of my reading level. There were many things that "clicked" with me, but there were also many others that simply "went over my head." I found the beginning especially difficult to read because it seemed to progress infinitely slow and the language was unorthodox to me. As I pressed on, Derrida analyzes some literary works of Blanchot including The Instant of My Death. This analysis gave me a better understanding of the prose. He also gave some background to Blanchot's story that I'd be otherwise too naïve to comprehend its significance. One example of this when Derrida explains that Vlassov was a Russian general who, along with his army, defected to the Nazis. After finishing Demeure, I was induced (practically challenged) to give Blanchot a second reading.