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 Denise Duguay, writing on Tuesday, 7 April 2020.
COVID, Cruiser Cars, the Moon and Me.
I am standing in the semi-dark on the back trail that swings wide of the lookout on Mount Royal, the little-used back trail to keep my distance, self-distancing. I have forgotten my mask, but that’s not why. I am still in a fit of pique at having read that I face a $1,000 fine if I’m found walking with anyone I don’t live with, even six feet apart; so another month at least of COVID quarantining and not even a walk with a friend.
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