This must be the fifth or sixth posthumous book by the English psychoanalyst D.W. Winnicott to appear since his death eighteen years ago. The appearance of these ghostly volumes is curious; it is not explained in them why so much material was left unpublished or why it has come out so slowly. Moreover, there is something denatured about these books, lacking as they do the living authorial voice behind them, and on the whole what was published during Winnicott’s lifetime is more interesting.
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