Silly Charlie went off his medication when Sang died. It was a typical grief reaction. We understood.

And so began the downward spiral. It was a slow downward slide—this time. In fact, the depression surrounded him so slowly—the angle of the decline was so slightly descending, day after day after day—that Charlie didn’t notice he was heading into a psychological wind storm.

Luckily, we caught this crisis in time. He will be back on medication by Monday. He has a psychiatrist appointment in the late afternoon–which he will be keeping!

Soon, hopefully, finally, all of his hesitation and anxiety and depression will melt away, and he’ll get back to writing whatever the hell he wants to.

Until then, he sends his love from deep inside the fog. He asks that you do not pray for him, please.

Thank you.

The Management