Okay, like the title says, I have a few confessions to make.

• I rarely read other blogs. When I was starting up my blog, I had gotten the clear message from different people that it was a good thing to read other blogs and comment. Not only did it help to create links to my own blog, but there seemed to be thing about "if you read my blog, I’ll read yours." The only one I read with any regularity is Seth Godin and that’s only once a month and because Seth is so pithy (doesn’t that word sound like a seven-year old with two front teeth missing, trying to say "pissy?") Some people have even suggested that reading other blogs will give me material for my blog (as in, "I was reading Joe’s posting the other day and it made me think about…..") The truth is, I like reading books, not blogs. So for those of you who have me on your blogrolls (notice my lack of one), thanks. It’s very gracious. And know that it’s unlikely that I will change my own personal reading habits any time soon.

• I blog in spurts, like today. Another tip that I got early on was to save up my postings so that I could dole them out over time. It’s hard for me to do that. Once I write, the full expression of it is what matters most, not whether I can create a smooth stream of postings for the blog. So I’ll continue to write when the floodgates open up and not write when it’s just a trickle. It goes against what I know about writing (which is to write even when it’s a trickle) but it’s what I do.

• I sometimes wonder if I’ve gotten off-topic in my postings. Is everything I write about looking at the ordinary and turning it into the extraordinary, seeing the big things in the small things? Maybe not. So indulge me when I get off-topic. It’s either I write here or it gets put in a Word file on my PC, never to be seen again.

So there, I’ve said it. Thanks for reading. I feel better already.