. . . you find a book.
You read its table of contents. It strikes you as familiar.
You’re reminded of the time you wrote a book based on a loose table of contents that had fallen out of an old paperback book.
You do some research.
You realize that this book you’ve come across was written the same way and around the same time you wrote your book extrapolated from a rogue table of contents.
In fact, this other book was published slightly earlier than your book-it reached shelves about two months before yours did.
Moreover, no one seems to have noticed that your book and this other book were written as extrapolations from the table of contents pages of other books.
You feel a certain frustration that you and your endeavors are not as unique as you once thought . . . but then you feel amusement that you and this other author seem to be members of a secret club of two.
And then you wonder if there could be others . . .
And then you wonder if you should seek each other out . . .
It could be amusing to do so . . .
