Your favorite book, the one you would have reread until it fell apart, the one that would have changed your life forever, will be published a year after you die.
Or no--it's already been published. Self-published. It's up on Lulu, badly edited with a terrible stock cover. You'll never find it.
Or no--it hasn't even been written. The writer started it but got so discouraged that he or she never finished it. The first half is on the writer's hard drive. Tomorrow the writer's going to delete the only copy.
Writers! Write faster and don't give up! People are depending on you!
*cue inspiring music*
*fade out into the sunset*