For a project that just involves sitting down at a computer (or a typewriter if you’re feeling sufficiently antiquated or are actually living in the 19th century) and typing up your life story, an autobiography is a surprisingly difficult thing to write. Presuming you even figure out where to start, there is the constant feeling of “have I done enough to warrant an entire book?” I believe that everybody’s life is interesting in some way, but you have to work to make it interesting for other people. Learn how to tell stories and tell them properly. This is why they don’t choose to publish just anybody’s autobiography manuscript (I intend to heavily revise mine when I achieve fame), you know.
Some people use Dictaphones or notepads to take notes and others (like me) prefer to sit at the keyboard, bash furiously away and see what comes out. And then I get on with writing (sorry). And yet more prefer to skip the whole kit and caboodle; hiring a ghost-writer to write the thing for them based on research and interviews with the “writer.” These are typically celebrities who can’t write very well or do not have the time. (Having said that, Mr Burns wrote one in an impressively short amount of time in one of the early episodes of The Simpsons.)
At the time of writing, I am currently 93 pages into my autobiography with more on the way (after all, I keep amassing more life to write about). This site has merited a mention or two thus far, and in a kind of Meta reference, maybe I’ll mention this article too.
No, I didn’t have any kind of motivation (such as writer’s block) for this article. Why did you ask?