Shower Thoughts: Why the Hell Would a 20-Year Old Write a Memoir?

What? Let me read that again.

Kellie Brown is the author of the soon-to-be-released memoir, Deserved Grace

Memoir writing is something that is reserved for old people — or someone that has actually done something.

But twenty-something? I have food covered in tinfoil in the back recesses of the GE upright freezer that are older.

There should be an unbreakable rule. You may begin writing your memoir when you’re eighty. Ten-years can be taken off for each noteworthy event you’ve seen or accomplished in your life.

Jerry Nelson is an American freelance writer and photographer. Now based in Argentina, Jerry spends his days sitting at the corner cafe, watching people go by as he works on another ghostwritten piece for a client. Although busy on assignment, Jerry is always interested in discussing future work opportunities. Email him at and join the million-or-so who follow him on Twitter @ Journey_America

Hiked the Appalachian Trail? Congrats — you can start writing at 70.

You’ve hiked the trail AND you’ve married a celebrity? OK. Take twenty-years off and you can begin the volume that will impact others at sixty.

Intercepted a terrorist and saved hundreds of lives? Take a double portion — twenty-years for that.

But no one should be allowed to start writing a memoir at age twenty. You don’t have anything to say. You haven’t lived long enough. You’ve forgotten the guideline:

When you talk, you are only repeating what you know. When you listen, you may learn something new.

Steve Jobs, co-founder of Apple, didn’t even write HIS memoir until he was 56. AND it came out eleven days after he died. Now, Jobs is someone whom I would gladly read. Hell. I’d even read Jobs’ memoir if he published it when he was thirty.

But age twenty? Grow up some. Live some. Have some life experiences that may actually benefit someone. Don’t waste your time — or mine — by talking about all the things you think you’ve learned in two short decades.

I’d like to buy your arrogant self for what you’re worth and then sell you for what you think you’re worth.