As Rand cultist Harry Binswanger notes below, this collection of Ayn Rand's correspondence includes Rand's *own* side of what Binswanger calls "her long and brilliant philosophic correspondence with Prof. John Hospers." But far from showing Rand's "ruthless logic," this series of exchanges simply shows how much at sea Rand was when confronted with an actual philosopher (and one immune to her Grand Inquisitor approach).
As Prof. Hospers himself notes in this very volume, his own side of this exchange is *not* included -- but as he charitably refrains from noting, a good deal of it can be inferred from Rand's own letters. And Rand comes off much less well than Binswanger thinks; what the exchanges reveal are nothing more than the slipshod habits of mind that led her to write nasty notes in the margins of Hospers' brilliant _Introduction to Philosophical Analysis_ (see _Ayn Rand's Marginalia_) and to curse Hospers himself ("You *bastard!*") when he pointed out a flaw in her reasoning in "The Objectivist Ethics."
Overall, this collection of letters is a wonderful treat for anyone who wants to watch Rand trying (and failing) to remake herself as a "philosopher" after running out of steam as a novelist. (Of course her efforts in "philosophy" consisted largely of references to and citations from those very novels.) Her earlier letters shed a good deal of light on her motivations; watch her denouncing "pinks" and, in her early days, pimping for (surprise!) Max Stirner's _The Ego And Its Own_. Her later ones shed even more light on her failures.
She was clearly at her best communicating with people who had no background in philosophy; it was these unwitting victims who adopted her as a guru, accepting at face value her self-serving claim to be the only philosopher in history other than Aristotle to have said or done anything important. In this volume one can watch her work her magic on these poor souls on whom her insatiable and vampiric ego fed itself. But in exchanges with nonsycophants, she merely reveals herself as the posturer she was.
Of course, her "admirers" (i.e. cultists) won't see it that way; to them, this collection just demonstrates Rand's lifelong brilliance and (Binswanger's phrase) "passionate valuing" (as though Rand ever passionately held *any* value other than her own gargantuan ego). But this volume will be much more revealing to the clear-sighted than it is to the blind.