I would say the hardest part of writing a book has been adapting to the pace. You work in the current media landscape, heck merely being alive in the modern world, everything moves so fast; new information is old hours after you learn about it. The past, however, is concrete. It doesn’t move at all.
Which is to say that to write a book, the mind needs to almost slow itself down, not be seeking the next bite of news, music or content, but rather hardcore information about things that actually happened. This is an old view; facts no longer matter. What matters now is opinion. Which is why the modern period is overdocumented and little understood.
And yet, even old stuff is difficult to look at. One can’t help but notice how history is distorted, the biases present in preserving this piece of information over that, how the historical record was manipulated by forces that, at the time, were likely hard to identify. There is that saying, you know — history is written by the winners. And it’s true.
So, it has been difficult in some ways, and I recognize that these difficulties are among the reasons folks choose to not write non-fiction; for the average writer, it’s just too hard. The amount of time spent researching and fact-checking could be better spent creatively, that’s for sure. I think I could have written 15 novels or 30 screenplays in the amount of time this taken me.
Anyway. Onward we go.