In Ray Wylie Hubbard’s defense, maybe he had no idea that by sticking the fork in his 2015 autobiography A Life, Well … Lived, with that little joke about not wanting “to peak too soon,” he was all but guaranteeing that the book would already seem overdue for several new chapters not two years later. Not because he was in any way “done” living at the time — far from it; he’d just long since come