Dear Sean, Initially, I wasn't sure. But when I read: '…the smug, self-promoting 'advice' that one of our published bananafishers has condescended to give ...' - I knew you must have meant me. No, the books were useless - rather derivative juvenilia, as I think I knew even then, though the opinion wasn't shared by others. (Ever heard of Elizabeth Bowen, Claire Tomalin? Probably not.) They embarrass me & I've been at moderate pains to keep them hidden - a job made easier by the fact of their being out of print & virtually unavailable for many years. The smugness which you recognise, though, arises from the knowledge that within those two rather flat cakes were a few startling pieces of fruit from my own orchard - where there still grow some vigorous young trees. If a writer doesn't enjoy that knowledge, that confidence, all the praise in the world won't help him. And if he does possess it, nothing else will matter very much. Publication - which we all long for - is, finally, irrelevant. Even so, while there are occasional exceptions, most marketable products will be recognised fairly early on by the professionals who make their money selling stuff in the market. Scottie B.