Way, way back in undergrad, in my very first creative writing class, we were given a series of biographical essays so that we could confront “the auto-biographical impulse.” For (haha) personal reasons, I hate self-disclosure. This is sometimes why I do it too – like lancing a wound. Then, hopefully, it will heal over – and I can pretend not to exist or have feelings anymore. Yeah, not a great idea – but there it is.
Long story really short…I’ve decided to trim off the rest of what I’d previously said. I don’t think it was inappropriate sharing exactly, just not entirely appropriate.
On a happy note, I submitted 3 short stories to different markets last month. Still no word back. Also, I’ve successfully moved from St. Louis back to Harrisburg, PA. Yay, me.
Anne Higa 
Sounds like stuff I’d like to read. I can’t write short stories to save my life, but there is some fiction I sort of prefer short–horror in particular, but speculative fits well here, too. I think it’s a good idea.
I do the same thing. Write personal essays the last Tuesday of the month. It’s very cleansing. 🙂
Anna from Shout with Emaginette
It’s like therapy, it can help. Same as writing on your blog, especially when part of a writers’ group. No writer, or human being in general, can go at it alone. Good luck with the shorts!