This article records tradition as it has been passed down and reported. Its sources are not yet part of the atlas's verified catalogue.
Whoever wrote La vida de Lazarillo de Tormes in 1554 never signed it, and five hundred years of scholarship has not settled who they were. The book has good reason to want anonymity: its narrator, a servant to a string of masters, describes clerical greed and hypocrisy in enough specific detail that the Spanish Inquisition placed it on the Index within a decade, and an expurgated version, missing the worst of the anticlerical material, was the only one legally printed in Spain for close to the next three centuries, until an unabridged edition finally appeared there well into the nineteenth century. The gap where an author's name should be turns out to have shaped the genre it founded: a first-person narrator with no author standing visibly behind him to vouch for or distance himself from what the character says reads as more dangerous, and more real, than the same words attached to a known name would. The picaresque novel's hallmark unreliable narration may owe something to a very practical decision to stay unknown.