About 8 months ago, I had written a blogpost regarding my intentions on writing a book. Eventually, a table of contents was created, specific sections were mapped out, and a handful of rough chapters were written. While I had a fantastic time trying to figure out how to construct a piece of writing that spanned 55,000 words, I came to an unfortunate realization as the process went on.
The vast majority of the writing was overtly weak.
Sure, some sections were great. I was pleasantly surprised with the way certain moments dealing with childhood and early 20s life turned out. A lot of those topics I hadn't thought about in a very long time and looking back on those experiences in such a deep way allowed me to view them in a much more sophisticated mindset than when I was first going through them.
But then there were the writings that dealt with more recent events.
To put it bluntly, those sections completely failed for one simple reason - I lacked the benefit of hindsight.
I couldn't think of anything constructive or creative when it came to the events of the past year. And as time went on and I got further into the process of writing, I realized that there were specific things that began to not matter as much as they once did.
It's difficult to write about something that no longer has much meaning to you.
However, through this process I've learned a great deal about the importance of the things we hold onto, whether they be positive or negative. Either way, they mean something to us, they're important to us.
Each of us has been given a set of unique experiences, but some experiences stay with us more than others.
That's not to say that current events should never be written about, in fact, I wholly encourage it. But there is an odd benefit to holding off and waiting for a period of time. I've found that the farther removed I am from an experience the more enlightened my thoughts on it tend to be.
I've written about memory before and how much of a gift it truly is, but with memory also comes the blessing of time (which none of us like to see pass). It's true that time is something we can never get back, each of us knows this. But when was the last time you thought about its benefits?
Time can provide growth, healing, and maturation. We don't normally acknowledge that.
I'm more of a fan of myself at 26 than at 20. There wasn't anything "wrong" with me in my younger age, but time - and everything I have experienced within it - has helped me to become an even better version of the person I was created to be.
The book will be written someday, but in the meantime, I'm on a book writing hiatus.
There's a whole lot to write about when it comes to the last 2 months, but I've been waiting to reflect on those things and will continue to do so.
With the benefit of hindsight, there will be a lot more to say when the time is right.