Back in the early spring, I started writing here and there about the things that I’ve been doing to keep myself busy and my mind off of the pandemic. I had big plans (and even an outline!) for topics centered on how COVID-19 was rolling out in the Virginia countryside.
But then, in the light of every thing that went on in 2020 (and dammit, keeps happening into 2021), I started feeling like there were so many voices out there, with so many big things to say, that I didn’t want to add mine to the pile. I drew away from social media (with one of those “Farewell Facebook!” posts) and I did even write about that here but I went on back because the truth is, you still need to keep up with stuff.
This writing blackout has continued even more intensely on my “creative” side. I took a course on writing short fiction in September and could barely bring myself to punch out a couple of stories. I started a novel for National Novel Writing Month in November but instead watched the election play out on Twitter. For hours.
And as you may have noticed, my writing here has been paltry.
So I don’t know what has brought me to toss these words up here on WordPress today. I guess I hope someone might read them and think, yeah, Anne, I feel the same way. Like the last year has wrung and twisted you to the point where you just want to curl up and regroup. Even if you know that your concerns pale in comparison to what many, many people are facing. You sure aren’t alone.
4 thoughts on “2020 took my voice (but maybe just for a while)”
I couldn’t agree more. Sadly, lots of people kept saying 2021 will be better. But I hate to say it, the problems we faced last year are with us this year. I pray that we can find a clown down in covid and our fractured country can comeback together. Thanks for posting.
Tammy, we are in such a tough time, and yes, I look so forward to the day when we are ALL back on an even keel. I wish that a path to understanding were clear, but I still have faith that we can all find it.
Anne – keep your chin up the chaos is real but even writing a little bit – like you just did shares an experience a feeling that others may relate to and/or enjoy.
It just helps me to remember that we’re not alone (even when it might feel like it, right?)