After the deaths of J.F. Gonzalez and Tom Piccirilli, it’s no secret I had what the old timers used to call a “nervous breakdown”. But I don’t call it that. I call it “drinking my way to the bottom of a whiskey bottle and staying there for over a year, and sinking into a very real and very heavy depression.” I say it’s no secret because I wrote a book about it. That book is called END OF THE ROAD and you can preorder it right here. Eventually, I sobered up, clawed my way out of that depression, and even …
Published on September 20, 2018 07:32