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 Harry Rajchot, writing on Saturday April 18, 2020.
Despite a string of cold windy days, sometimes rainy. I’ve left the house every day, no matter the weather, a fairly solitary activity until today. Today was one of the few bright, shiny days in a while. Sunny,, little wind. I go for a walk. In the before-COVID-19 time–B.C.–a warm spring day was a gift. Today I cringe, knowing many others would be out, tired of being cooped up in their homes. Where I live, Cote St. Luc, long wide streets, and plenty of parks used to offer walking places.
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