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 Didi Gorman, writing on Tuesday, April 7, 2020.
Trying to Work Here
Is it morning yet? I open one eye and look at the clock. It’s 7:17 AM. Oh, well, I guess it’s time to get up. What day is it anyway?
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QWF Writes 
I know, right? Last Sunday, both my tablet and cell phone kept pinging with notifications from a Facebook messenger group, texts, emails and more. I love to hear from people, especially now, but sometimes I just need to turn everything off for a little while.
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Exactly! Thank you for your comment
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Yes! Distractions everywhere but gratitude for all the connections.
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Thank you
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