Lately I’ve been hearing a lot of “he wrote the book on…” or even “I wrote the book on…” and I am wondering why I’m unimpressed.
Don’t get me wrong, it’s impressive to write a book. Writing a book is a lot of work, a lot of research, a lot of conversation; but writing a book doesn’t make you the end-all be-all expert. It just doesn’t.
Keeping up a blog on a topic, to me, is more impressive. Keeping up a blog means that the blog author(s) is/are constantly learning about a topic and articulating what they know to their audience. It requires continuous acknowledgment of the evolution of individual and personal disposition and again, the articulation of why. (Maybe a year or so down the line I will look at this blog and think, “really, Sussin?!”)
While a book is the representative of the accumulation of knowledge, a blog is the continuous regurgitation of most recently acquired knowledge that has been swashed around, chewed, swallowed and then shared (this sounds a little sickening.) The book was vetted by the publisher, sure – and they blog may not need any sort of review approval – but there is a difference in timeliness of delivery.
Net of how I think about it: we’re constantly learning. Freezing cumulative thought is difficult and commendable, but it isn’t a bragging point as for as I’m concerned. It is a point of pride to admit “I am open to learning and I am dedicated to articulating and sharing what I’ve learned with my peers day-by-day or week-by-week or month-by-month.”