I feel I owe the regular readers of Doc40 some explanation of how come the blog suddenly vanished from the face of the earth. I’d ready mentioned that I was humping a deadline on a book, but that was just the start of it. Overworked, getting sick, running out of cash, weird externals also demanded my attention, not least a sudden regime change at LA CityBeat, and domestic distractions like my cat Newton becoming increasingly dotty and ancient. Starting to feel like the walls were closing in, I began to realize I wasn’t the multi-tasking tear-away of yore, and a self protective animal instinct kicked in, causing me to retreat into a form of hiding, just pushing on with the book project, and feeling too frayed at the end of each day to do much more than fitfully crash. (I had also stopped taking valium, because the depressions I knew weren’t good for me.)
Thus you have my true confession. Sorry to all who missed me and especially those to whom I owe emails. Thanks to those how expressed their concern. I will live to fight another day, but that doesn’t always sound like the best of news. Doc40 will return and gather strength. I begin to understand why Dr Thompson shot himself, but homie don’t play that.
Thus you have my true confession. Sorry to all who missed me and especially those to whom I owe emails. Thanks to those how expressed their concern. I will live to fight another day, but that doesn’t always sound like the best of news. Doc40 will return and gather strength. I begin to understand why Dr Thompson shot himself, but homie don’t play that.
The secret word is Exhaustion.
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