After much thought, I decided to begin writing my autobiography. After eight years of memory trigger exercises to create my lifetime supply of scrapbooks, I thought it would be a shame to let such a list of memories live on without elaboration. I’m hardly able to remember everything now at just 32. I just can’t imagine waiting until I’m 64 to write all this stuff down!
I’ve got an Excel spreadsheet with bullet points of memories and topics from my entire life. There are more than 1,000 rows. I started writing last Saturday and wrote through the weekend, completing the first 50 pages (26,000 words) and up to the 8th grade. Since that time, I’ve been using my Blackberry to take notes on things I forgot to write about. So far, I’ve got 30 more topics to add to what I’ve already written.
For those who are interested, the name of my autobiography is Memoirs of a Black Rose. And no, it won’t be posted online. I may someday have it printed and bound though.