"Well, it’s unattributed, which to me screams that Hunter wrote it herself. The author writing about her own books, which no one else can now locate or read, meaning that they were complete, for a while, and now have ceased to exist in the sense she’s suggesting. You see? Perhaps she bought all the copies and destroyed them. Perhaps some of them never existed at all and she made the world believe that they did—kindling the responses without the books and making a disembodied mind. Don’t quote me. This all is something of a hot topic in my particular community, and everyone spends far too much time dissecting what everyone else says, because we don’t have the primary texts to talk about. Scan this, if you like. I’m afraid it’s not much more than an essay: large print. But I don’t let the hard copy out of my sight. It took me seven years to find and even then I had to arm wrestle an Italian collector who said he’d seen it first. Quite an undignified scene."