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Among the papers recovered from Cameron Strange's London address was a letter, apparently written in the early 1970s, addressed to no one in particular. It was never sent. We don't know who it was intended for. We think we do now.
I have been trying to write a letter of thanks for several weeks now, and finding it more difficult than writing the book itself — which, as you may have gathered, is saying something.
The difficulty is this: I don't quite know what I'm thanking you for. Not the money, or not only the money. Something more like the act of believing that a thing is worth finishing before you've seen whether it is. That particular variety of faith is rarer than it looks, and I am aware that I have been the beneficiary of it.
I have tried to write something that is honest about time — about the way it accumulates and the way it shreds. Whether I have managed it, I genuinely don't know. You will be a better judge of that than I am.
With more gratitude than I know how to express without embarrassing us both,