I write this foreword, not because I was asked
to, or after accepting payment, or promises of
such, but because this novel - still unwritten -
fills me with an excitement and anticipation
that far exceeds any book I have just read.
The author has however, told me, and me
only, the opening lines of this decidedly
brave - if slightly inscrutible - opus.
He has sworn me, Ms Beemad, to
quivering silence, on pain of
punishments almost too
exquisitely dreadful
to be legal.
I have -- however -- been been given a
slightly soiled promise.... that I shall
be allowed to stimulate the readers
in the post script, which will finish
the book... with its deserved end.