In April 2020, we invited writers in Quebec to submit a story of a single day during the strange, uneasy time of coronavirus and pandemic, of social distancing and self isolation, of lockdown and quarantine.
We’re thrilled to announce that these stories have been gathered in Chronicling the Days: Dispatches from a Pandemic (Guernica Press). To learn more and buy the book, please visit https://www.guernicaeditions.com/title/9781771836579.
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This piece is by Mark Foss, writing on Sunday, April 5, 2020.
I am in a fallow period with my writing, awaiting one of several ideas to take hold, unwilling to force-feed my imagination. So when I wake in early morning, I don’t rush to the computer. I lie flat in the dark, but get restless after a few minutes. How do I remove sleep from my eyes without touching my face?
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