Dark waters,dark waters

Abstract

I wrote a book. A blogger rewrote it in nine paragraphs using my own sentences, images, and my name. It was so seamlessly constructed I assumed I had written it until years later when attempting to use the rewrite as a summary of my book, I found no such paragraph existed in my work. He had rearranged sentences and parts of sentences into new paragraphs that produced an alternative me, a double that might have had an entirely different academic career as his version was perhaps stronger, clearer, and more aligned with the disciplinary norms of sociology than my own. This is an investigation into a new war of dreams, the uncanny, the coexistence of doubles, and what a blogger on the far edge of my world was able to do to my work and me.