I knew the tunnel contained mystery but I never pressed through the tunnel all the way, rather, I sat in the small passage, content in the unknown, happy to be hidden.
Crouching through the door, I passed into a series of small scarlet, velvety rooms, like a birth canal in reverse. When I was young I dreamt about a small door. I read his book as a detective collecting evidence, and, like the dead, clues are everywhere, in birdsong, pop music, ancient documents, loves and hatreds, and in the archive of images floating all around me, including these that inspired my book:
I read his unwritten book as a way to live closer to the dead, to ferment fear into wonder. Nestled within is a ghost book, an incomplete manuscript about people who can fly without wings, written by my father and found in his desk just days after he died. Chapters collect the ways we get haunted: dead people, the forest, family, addiction, the towering library of all the books we’ll never have time to read or write. It explores the broadest sense of ghosts. The Unwritten Book is my first work of nonfiction. Splitfoot, the short story collection The Dark Dark, and, most recently, The Unwritten Book. First in the series is Samantha Hunt, author of the novel Mr. Jumping off Wallace Stevens’s classic poem, “13 Ways of Looking at a Blackbird,” 13 Ways of Looking asks authors to show the visual inspirations for their latest projects, with accompanying background on how these images directly or indirectly influenced their book.
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