For regular readers of the print version of the My Thoughts, Exactly column, you may have been wondering where I’ve been during the past two months. (And if you didn’t notice that my column wasn’t in the paper for the past eight weeks, please don’t tell me. In this economy, my professional ego is already on life support with family members gathered close by, voting on whether or not to pull the plug.)
Was I fired? Did I quit? Did I run out of thoughts? No, no and hell no. After writing a column every week for three years without missing a week, totaling over 150 essays, I just needed a break from deadlines and blank, mocking, nightmare-inducing computer screens. That’s all.
So I took a self-imposed hiatus. Teachers and preachers have sabbaticals (although the lucky so-and-sos usually get paid for their time off). Writers and other working folk take a hiatus to fix things around the house (my wife is laughing hysterically right now), talk long walks (stop laughing, already, honey) and generally recharge their creative mojo.
The funny thing is – it wasn’t quite as restful as I had hoped. I didn’t stop thinking. In fact, I COULDN’T stop thinking about topics that would make for interesting (or at least less-boring) reading.
So after two months and many inquiring emails from the CV Weekly’s editor as to whether and when I was going to return to writing My Thoughts, Exactly – I’ve decided that I need to get back to it. And so, without further procrastination on my part, I’ll be publishing an all new column in the upcoming April 7 edition of the newspaper. (cue trumpet fanfare!)
If you don’t run your car over it on your driveway next Thursday morning, you can read the entire essay right here next Friday.
Try to contain your excitement.
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