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 is the final piece in the series, written by Rachel McCrum on Monday, May 25.
I’m woken at 530 a.m. by our petit pirate of a cat, who takes it upon herself to come and bat a grey paw in my face. She doesn’t want fed or out, particularly. Just a sign of life. She knows better than to touch J, my partner, sleeping peacefully beside me. His ability to flick a hip – and send her flying off the bed – without waking up should be patented.
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