But that's what Charles Yu, the narrator of this book by Charles Yu, author, did. Fiercely self-referential, Yu (the narrator) writes the book itself inside his time machine after he (the narrator) shoots himself (also the narrator, but an earlier version. Or do I mean a later one?)
Confused? Don't worry, just go with the story. It is gripping, funny, moving and sad. Yu (the narrator) lives in minor universe-31, which never got finished: the physics isn't complete, with the result that some parts - the poorer areas - aren't well rendered. Narrator Yu's father is an engineer, an immigrant to the science fictional world from Reality, whatever that is, a disappointed man (disappointed in his job, his marriage, in his relationship with his son) who fails to get the recognition he deserves and takes to his garage, where he invents the time machine, goes off in it and loses himself. Narrator Yu takes a job with the company that spurned his father, fixing recreational time machines. A kind of Dilbert crossed with Doctor Who, he lives in his TM-31, accompanied by TAMMY, an operating system with a poor self image, and Ed, the imaginary dog, working for Phil ("Microsoft middle-manager 3.0"). Yu's mother meanwhile lives for the hour - a repeated hour of her choosing, on permanent loop.
There are shades of
The Hitch Hiker's Guide to the Galaxy: A Trilogy in Five Parts here - not just the unfortunate TAMMY but also in the loopy metaphor-made literalness of it all, continued in some of the layout of the book (which is after all the book that narrator CY wrote... I think) as well, as oddly, another recent book,
The Terrible Privacy Of Maxwell Sim - whose protagonist also has issues with his father and takes to the road with only an automated companion (in that case, a satnav. And that's another book in which the author appears as a character). Yet Yu (the author) manages to keep on top of this zaniness, managing a superb fusion of the science fictional with the troubling, touching story of narrator Yu and his father. There are some big themes here summed up by the title, to which a triumphant answer is given: "Enjoy the elastic present... Stretch it out, live inside of it."
It is difficult to give a fair description of this book, it's one of those you really, really just have to read.