I love to write, but my least favorite subject is myself, so a Bio can be tough. I look back sometimes at some of my old stuff and have nearly convinced myself that I was more imaginative then. More creative. More interesting. More hopeful.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I have less time now to waste on reflection, staring at an empty page, ruminating about the world out there and trying to put pen to paper.
Maybe I know now that what I think actually has very little bearing. Maybe I'm not quite there yet, which is why I'm here. Ten years in and still looking.
Guess I'll just write on :)