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.
Please also join us on the QWF FB Community page, and let the authors know if their words resonated.
This piece is by Ilona Martonfi, writing in April, 2020.

I meant to watch endless replays of you. Marisa. And so said: “How are you?” “Okay”. The cell phone pictures of a bus driving up streets, houses of greystone and brick. Schools, libraries, bookstores, restaurants, weddings, funerals, a city in lockdown. Quarantine. I am afraid for you.
To read the rest of the story, please support our community and check out Chronicling the Days: Dispatches from a Pandemic
Wow. Your spareness opens to quite a vista here.
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Thank you Seeley.
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Bravo, Ilona!
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Thank you Stephen Morrissey.
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Such a brilliant piece, Ilona – truly a murmuration of monosyllables… and I love how you snuck in the small lilac sky. –KO
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Thank you Karen.
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