Writing Amid Covid 19

It seems like it is all around us. Mostly on the two coasts, but closing in. I'm a believer. There are deniers and some not sure. 

I'm trying to do all the precautions and isolate within reason, but as the numbers increase what is reason?  My work is reducing the numbers in our office by rotating employees that will work from home so each of us will be in the office some times and home at others. 

Disinfecting wipes are my friend, but it seems I am shedding friends at an alarming rate and there seems few if any places to find more available.  

I want to stay out of stores as much as possible and I do a pretty good job of this but there are things that you suddenly realize you are out of, like shampoo. Or you need to make a trip to the pharmacy. 

Writing is essentially an act of solitude in itself, but you can get up and stretch your legs and go some place to clear your head.   My daily step count is way down.  Mid-day and I'm under 1100 so far today. That's a sign of just how sedentary this has made me. 

​I found myself watching the TV series Homeland on Hulu.  By watching, I mean binge watching  for periods of time in the evening. This stimulates my mind a bit which is good but takes time away from writing which is not good. In the last 24 hours I have become increasingly aware of the opportunities this pandemic affords any writer, and that is to give witness to these times. This is good fodder for poetry, essay. fiction, you name it. So I will be looking for ways today, and moving forward, to make this connection with my writing.  

In the meantime, I urge others, writers or not, to make good decisions among the choices afforded to us, so that we may remain safe. All of us!