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 Kenneth Radu, writing on April 22, 2020.
My neighbours across the road paste a rainbow sign with the words CA VA BIEN ALLER painted in garish colours. Like a form of Facebook cheerfulness, I think, to post your optimism for passing pedestrians to see. Well, not pedestrians as no one passes these days, except the odd, relentless cyclist. A car coincidentally drove by, which reminded me of my stroll to the village the other day: no other pedestrians, the town devoid of street traffic and people like an episode of the Twilight Zone. I noticed at the local station that the price of gas has fallen to 72 cents a litre. Great, but then I’m not driving anywhere, and still have a nearly full tank of gas to take me to the marché in another town every ten days or so. With any luck …. I am hopeful …. it will last me for the duration of the pandemic, at the end of which I’m sure gas prices will soar once again.
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