My first book finished after my first book

Last summer while traveling through the Middle East and staying mostly in Lebanon, I wrote my first book, The Cedar and the Maple Leaf: Stories From My Mother’s Motherland. Then, like a lazy fuck, I let it sit. I wrote every chapter but the last, and let it sit for 16 months. Then, in two days, I revisited it out of guilt and finished it.

Of course, in that time I was contracted to write what actually became my first book, Amazing Cats, about amazing cats, which is not what I thought my first (or second) book would ever be about.

This is what the first sentence of the book looks like:

This is what the last sentence of the book looks like:

Anything you say may end up in an Instant Book

Matt Prins, my pal from another gal, writes about one book a day. You might say his books are instant. He’s started a sight called Instant Books (obviously a play on the instantness of his books) where he scans and uploads the entirety of each book he writes.

I’ve known that he was writing books so instantly for some time now, in fact, while sitting in my home over beers and YouTube, he made two books right before my eyes. He’s very talented that young man.

What I did not know, however, was anything I say or do may be used in an instant. I found out Monday after reading his latest drama (or is it a comedy?) 544386-02. Only two days before he wrote and published that book, we had a passing conversation about his job and the similarities it has to a Christian Slater film, He Was a Quiet Man, in which Christian Slater’s character goes postal at the office doing the same thing Matt does in real life. Well, I guess the similarities were more damaging than I thought. Give it a read to find out how this exciting tale of friendship ends.

Do these guys look like friends, or what?