How has the uniqueness of the Summer of 2020 affected our writings so far?
With me, it’s been devastating,
Back in April, I posted on trying to get my act together for a ‘new normal’. I realize that phrase has no reasonable meaning whatsoever; there is nothing ‘normal’ about my life and there never has been.
I figured there would be a silver lining in having to stay home, it being extra time and fewer distractions from writing time. BOY, was I wrong.
For one thing, we’ve been unnerved. HOW contagious is this? WHAT measures are necessary? Are we over-doing it? And personally: How do we weight the good of others against self-preservation; Self-preservation, to what end?
Without boring you with family history and dynamics, suffice it to say that we are taking precautions, but have had to weight others’ needs and our own needs to see to them against sitting here, listening to things happen that we could alleviate, just sitting here in fearful and isolation. How can we truly help and not just let ourselves worry and watch things happen, and do so without undue risk because, well, then what?
It’s a weighing game.
Then there is The Husband, who keeps getting all caught up in the virus and other news. He tends to stray too far in one direction, following what is online, and there is no moderation online. Normally, he is moderate; he judges by actions, by people’s character and by their fruits, as I said : normally. Being cooped up , away from people living real lives and with the ‘all-in’ attitudes of most people in the news and nearly every politician, it has been a real struggle for him to not go over-the-edge one way, and I have had to do daily ‘realing-in’,(sic; as in ‘reality’). It is exhausting.
And he wants to watch shows and movies. And he uses the computer where I write, (to get caught up as mentioned above). I guess that I should try getting on the other, off-line computer, but I haven’t tried as yet to squeak out the time.
Also, this year, with so much having been shut-down, we have more wildlife and we have taken a real interest in them. Our occasional woodchuck shows up. We have more bunnies and they took over our ‘burn pile’ of brush, as has the chipmunk. We’re seeing him (her?) a lot, as with the new and more versatile species of birds that have come back to the yard after many years, (they had gone with the building of houses around us), we are feeding and watching them.
(The cats are also greatly enjoying watching them, I think. However, they may be more frustrated.)
Plus there is at least one of the family of opossums we had here earlier still hanging around. A little dry cat food on the porch at the garage keeps it/them here, which we hope will cut down on the slug and snake populations, if nothing else.
This is all lovely, but distracting.
All of the above has kept me away from the keyboard much of the time, and I even stay too distracted to write or edit much in my head.
There are still the family problems, which keep me fuzzy-headed: family members unwell that I cannot visit, and that is hard . Son#2, Grandbaby and the wife/mother moved 2,000 miles away. Son#1 is a First Responder. The Grandteens have normal teen angst and other problems. My own health problem, I try to ignore, but which my body reminds me that I can’t ,nor can stay awake and clear-headed as I used to
I don’t know what the Autumn will bring. It may be that I have far less time or a great deal more, depending on the need and the location of family members. One may be leaving for far parts again, or may be basically moving in. As for the other, I am not certain, either; she may be here again to stay for a while.
I am determined to make something of a schedule around here, which gives me definite keyboard time. It’s been hard, but I don’t think it is impossible.
Wish me luck