It has been a pretty calm Thursday, even though the children finished their lessons early and have been driving me mad with their inane chatter and squeals of laughter over trivial nonsense they find online. That, and popcorn. Continue reading
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Tagged #amwriting, #covid19, #writersclub, #writingcommunity, blogging, coffee blog, family, friends, lifestyle, thoughts
Come and sit next to me in our Covid-free coffee house. I can reach over and give you a big hug because, in this world, we are away from the madness, away from the social distancing that has kept us imprisoned in our homes and away from the chaos of confusing instructions on what our future holds.
The news of a lift on lock down protocols has sent ripples through our world, no matter where we live. Some of us feel exasperated by the ridiculous conflicting messages of lifting a lock down when we have no cure in sight. But, on the flip side, others are questioning how we are going to keep eating, drinking and switching on the lights and heating in our caves if the economy dies? We could sit here and enjoy the chocolate cake and finger sandwiches, but even this won’t last if the world stops. First world problems compared to those living in developing countries I hear you say – or maybe not.
I was discussing this dilemma the other day. To say that we are a mixed bag of circumstances is not a strong enough statement to capture the worrying conditions of some families locked away in high rise buildings with only the graffiti on dirty walls to entertain children. The conclusion I reached was: humans will always find a way. We are the cockroaches of the earth. Bickering, name calling, finger pointing and wearing impassioned charitable cloaks to cover our self-serving natures are all part and parcel of our nature. But so is our adaptability and enduring natures. What we need is a common enemy – something or someone that will force nations to break down their feeble fences and hold hands with neighbours to battle for our freedom and survival. Will this current destructive force be enough to evolve our muted minds and make us move towards a more cohesive future with our environment? I don’t know. History votes against us. Will our current invisible enemy win? That depends on our attitudes towards authority, their guidance and whether or not we follow it without question.
Last week, during our pregnant pause awaiting the delivery of the newly born protocols on lock down, I noticed a rise in traffic outside my house. Cars and trucks trundled past every few minutes. Residents filled the pavements leading to the forest down the road, chatting and laughing under the warm spring sun. A gentle breeze carried conversations about coping with isolation and home schooling. Joggers took to the street, sparing irritated glances at the congregated socialites littering their paths. People forgot just how dangerous it is to travel around, to meet up with each other and to socialise in close proximity. Their lulled sense of security made me think of the invisible enemy watching them, following them back into their lives, their homes. We won’t see their mistake, not just yet. Give it a week, or two.
As we sip at our cups and wonder at mankind’s dilemma, let’s remember what the unlocking of restrictions without a cure or proper tests will release. Let’s think about the dying economy and families imprisoned in homes that can’t cope with unstable financial futures. Let’s sit here knowing that there will be no sirens to announce the tsunami of cases rising and approaching with speed in the coming weeks. Germany saw this rise less than a week after they lifted their restrictions on lock down. Logically, this means the movement began once the whispers of change drifted on the media wind in the precluding weeks, just like my road told the tale of forgetfulness last week.
With all this in mind, I’d rather sit here, with you, sipping at my Darjeeling tea. What will you do? What choices do you have?
Stay well and stay safe. x
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Stay well and stay safe.
That is my new catch phrase for communications. It is simple and succinct, and hopefully expounds the depth of my feelings towards those with whom I communicate. How strange it is to watch the world tilt on its unsteady axis, reeling and writhing from the threats and effects of a virus. To see the deprivations of human nature as well as its heights of generosity. Indeed, if I were a writer, I would classify this as a perfect plot line for an apocalyptic tale.
With a family of six and additions that kick the number of humans up to eight very large, hungry adults and children in a household, I am feeling the pull of peer pressure to join those panicked shoppers stripping shelves and aisles of their staple goods. Succumbing to that fear would add me to the ranks of hoarder, the selfish individuals who think of their own survival instead of the good of the whole community. Sitting on the fence though, I see both sides. My hubble is high risk and, knowing that I wouldn’t have to go out for food for a very long time, is appealing. But, looking at it from a community point of view, I couldn’t live with myself if I knew I was taking supplies away from the vulnerable members of our society. Where do you stand in all of this? Should we be questioning our morals at a time when survival seems to be key? My simple answer is: read some history books. Who do we celebrate as being the heroes during the worst of our past – the survivalists or those that sacrificed their safety and supplies for others?
With thoughts of survival in exclusion, keeping our minds and bodies active is the order of the day. I’ve had to think of ways of continuing my Writers’ Club without meeting face to face with my members. Thank goodness for the internet! I am able to offer a subscription to any family who wants something to do during school closures and isolation. Keeping children active, interested in varied, fun projects and motivating them to use their minds will stop cabin fever and stimulate continual growth of their minds and bodies, just in a different setting. Check out my Book Corner on Facebook if you are looking for ideas on how to keep your children entertained or active. Subscribe to the Writers’ Club for interactive sessions, webinars and online classes that will keep them entertained. I will add a form at the end of this post for that purpose.
Community is everything. In our area, we have some unsung heroes organising groups to care for the vulnerable on each street, making sure they have enough food and provisions for their isolation period. Keeping that outlook, no matter how tempting it is to hide away and survive on our own, is very important. For those that watch the Walking Dead, you know what I’m talking about! Community means survival and sacrificing those extra bags of pasta or toilet rolls means a family who can’t afford to bulk buy will get a chance to eat and enjoy comfortable ablutions too.
To close this Tuesday Catch Up, I would like to reiterate my initial message in this communication: stay well and stay safe. Try to limit your media intake to preserve your sanity and though it’s easy for me to say, try not to stress out. If you need help, reach out to friends and family. If you don’t have anyone to talk to, message me. I’ll be happy to chat to you from under my rock, in my cave, sipping on tequila. Feel free to join me for a chat there!
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It’s late – I know it. I’ve just finished my latest assignment and my brain feels like it’s about to explode. Rhyming slants and iambic pentameter beats are oozing out of my pores instead of the rich smell of coffee granules, ground and filtered through steaming water into our awaiting coffee cups.
Monday has been very busy. Mailshots had to be sent out for my Writers’ Club, which is starting this Friday, Business admin had to be taken care of before another week passed with it staring at me from the to-do list. The good news is that I actually have students signed up for the club. I hope to attract more once they settle back into the school routine and more schools offer the opportunity for a club to their students.
Who said quitting your job meant you could stay home and watch daytime television? Certainly not me! I have more jobs to complete than when I was at work? Go figure. There light at the end of the tunnel is knowing that I can expand my writing capabilities and utilise them across different areas whilst hopefully earning a decent living doing so. All it requires is hard work. So, I’m rolling up my sleeves and trying not to look at my bank account in the meantime.
In all honesty, the dream is still there, all sparkly and bright, but sometimes the hard slogging to make it a reality makes it feel like an insurmountable mountain I can’t climb. There are good days and there are very bad days. I take my hat off to those of you who have already made the jump – you are heroes in my book. Till I reach the other side, or even get halfway, I think I will be hanging on the moral support of my friends and family to keep going. Self doubt is the worst offender. It creeps in during the midnight hour when I lie awake thinking of all the tasks I need to do and all the financial hardship we might endure if I fail. Silencing that negative voice gets harder as you push further into the murky waters of the unknown possibilities of making money through writing. It does for me anyway.
Enough of that negativity! This is my quality time to catch up with you and find out what you have been doing with yourself over the past few months since I last stopped by for a coffee. Feel free to add your links or share your stories in the comments box.
Cheers! Here’s to the future and more coffee meet ups on a more regular basis.
I have started about three of four blog posts of the past few days, hoping to catch up with you and tell you all about the events from last week and what has been happening this week, to no avail. Sickly sprogs sprouting things that they shouldn’t, time turning the crank and speeding up every moment, my to-do list growing by the second – the cards were against me writing to you until now. Exhaustion is not an option as there is still so much to do and so little time. Continue reading
It’s a whirlwind Monday with everything going at full speed ahead. Sparing a thought for Thomas Cook and their troubles, I’m hoping our travel plans together don’t go awry. Where are we going? Well, we’re blasting off with Space Dust, of course! It’s time for the book’s blog tour to begin. Continue reading