This book deals with epiphenomenalism

[venta]

Oooh, I do like a nice mystery.

I got home last night to find a fat packet waiting for me on the doormat. Strange, I wasn't expecting a parcel. Oh, wait, I ordered some EPs online last week... no, too bulky. And sent in a re-used envelope.

My parcel contains a paperback book. No note, no sender. The previous address sticker has been carefully removed from the envelope. There are no bits of paper stuffed in between the pages. There is no postmark to give away a town from which the parcel came.

It's a book I haven't read, but about which I know nothing. I don't remember talking to anyone about it recently. I don't remember having it recommended to me.

I don't recognise the writing on the envelope, though it's someone who knows my full address and can spell my surname correctly (less common than you might think).

I have had anonymous presents before and I heartily approve - everyone should send anonymous, mysterious parcels through the post. Not necessarily to me (though I encourage it ;) but to everyone else. I don't think I've ever received one before where I was genuinely stumped as to where it might have come from.

I'm intrigued. And half-scared that it will turn out to be something quite mundane, like a conversation I have forgotten where someone promised to send it to me.

Are you my mystery person? You? I hope you are. Will you tell me?

Comments

[venta.livejournal.com]

Hmm.... a plausible argument.

However, handwriting analysis has not yet ruled you out, and you do end in a T (see below (http://venta.livejournal.com/434388.html?thread=6755284#t6755284))...

[maviscruet.livejournal.com]

You have clearly never seen my hand writing. Because the fact you can read it rules me out

....... Or so I claim.