Actually, this post is about the need to stop writing about me. I’m getting in the way of my own writing. Several times, I have written about my recent illness and subsequent recovery. Or about my faith. And generally speaking, when I have written about these things, it has been sentimental crap. Or least not up to the level of writing quality I expect from myself (though who knows, maybe you the reader think everything I’ve put down here is crap).

It extends to my other writings as well. More and more, the poems I write that use the word “I” are failed attempts.

Time to get away from solipsism and into the world.

But enough about me.