Has your life been interesting enough to write a book?

A book about my life would be very boring but I've always thought I'd like to write a book that has to do with cooking(no recipes) and tips for getting day to day jobs done quick and easy.
There are many books out there on these subjects and I'd have a lot of competition but the ones I've read don't come close to the ideas I've used during my married life. Very unconventional, simple, but they work.
I would love to read it.
 
I think everyone has an 'interesting' life, but what's classed as interesting to one isn't interesting to another.

I personally think we're all dealt with the good and bad in our lives - because that's life. Life is not a holiday, it's a challenge. It's how we deal with the challenge/s.

My life hasn't been a breeze and yes it all hurt like hell and felt devestating, but I never dwell on that because it doesn't define who I am.
I climbed up those high hills we all have to climb, pushed or fell off frequently, then continued up the climb till I found the level ground. I found myself and understood life isn't all about me. Being a victim doesn't define me.
I got out there in society, working life and volunteering, and gave as much of myself as I could to try to help those suffering - to try make a difference somehow. I'm not saying I was successful in changing anything by any means, but just feeling I was being useful gave me a buzz and being rewarded with a genuine smile was/is pure magic.

I know I'm fortunate I haven't lived or fought through any war years or atroceties/catastrophes that leave people maimed, disabled or mentally unwell. They are true victims. I marvel how those who have been through those times have been able to pick themsleves up (through damn hard work of the mind as well as the body) who rarely complain about their lot. And it's wonderful to see those born without limbs or sight or with any disability, grow up learning to live with what they're born with and not feel sorry for themselves - especially so now in this self obsessed society where looks seem to be so important.

Would I write a book about any of that? No. I don't consider my life has been interesting, but I do consider I've been fortunate to do something interesting that I enjoyed. :)
 
It's my schizophrenic journey from Zero to Hero.
At the very height of my schizophrenic mania, I made a donation to the local food bank. I felt the whole world was watching my every move.

After making the donation, I walked to my car...turned on the radio...and Feed the World was playing. I blasted the chorus up loud...raised my fist to the satellite cameras in the sky...and yelled out "YESSSSS!!!" at the top of my lungs!

I actually believed that donated soup can I gave would be bought by a billionaire collector of pop culture, and millions of children and adults would be fed and clothed.

I was at One with the World. I went from the most notorious scoundrel, to the crowned Prince of world-wide philanthropy!

 
Oh, yes it has, but I would never share all of it for personal reasons. Things go on in a person’s life that are sometimes best left kept under raps. I’m sure I’m not alone here in that category.

One thing I have learned a lot about in life is that there are people who thoroughly enjoy talking about themselves because they believe they have led an interesting life. It reminds me of the Clint Eastwood line “He’s a legend in his own mind,” or something like that. I am not one of those people and for good reason.
 
I read some biographies and autobiographies and thought it would be fun to write about my life. I believe my divorce changed my prospective on life. More and more of my life seemed regrettable rather than interesting. You start thinking about why you did things, and how difficult it is now to justify many of those things.
Never committed a crime, but I consider some of my decisions crimes against my chance at a successful and happy life. A long period was spent raising my two daughters and that I will never regret. But it was during the time I was going through a nasty divorce, so it was made more difficult. I attempt every day to not dwell on the past and I certainly do not want to write it all down.
 
I think my life experiences would enable enough content to be worthy of a book.
From the utterly dysfunctional childhood, early extreme alcoholism/drug dependency, years of Bulimia, chronic depression and the ultimate triumph over all that adversity.

Even *I* am not interested in large parts of my life. So to imagine anyone else would be is more than I can hope. So while I've had events and drama, it's best it dies with me. :D
 
A friend of my in his late 70s took a writing class a couple years ago, and a class project was to write his memoirs, and he sent a copy to me. He was just slightly more than an average guy, but it was an interesting read. Most of us have a few interesting experiences by that time of our lives, and if the writing is good, we can turn those experiences into a book. My friends effort's were book worthy, but most such books only have wide appeal if the person is famous, or if the person did something considered spectacular. I think it depends more on whether one's writing is good enough, but that in itself doesn't make a best seller.
 
One 'regular' in a pub where I used to drink was a former colonel in the army. He had a remarkable life and told some fascinating tales of his army and civilian life, but as far as I know, these were never written down. However, his brother was a famous soldier about whom many books have been written and a film made. Regrettably, I never met him.
 
I am writing about my life now. I’ve been working on something to that effect since 2008. Previous attempts resulted in depression and I had to postpone writing to another time.
 


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