Well, what do you write about when you don’t have any particular thing to talk about, but haven’t posted in a while….coronavirous.
Like so many people around the world, and more recently in the U.S., I’ve been thinking about Coronavirus. I’m not quite in the worry stage yet. Although, I’m in the “worry- about” age demographic.
I’m a news junkie. The American media began reporting about coronavirus in earnest after Super Tuesday. But months before, the BBC and NHK media were reporting on the spread of the virus in the Wuhan province of China, South Korea, Iran, and Italy. I’ve been paying attention to the rapid spread of the virus in China and beyond. I replenished my supply of anti-bacterial hand soap weeks before the CDC told me to sing Happy Birthday and wash my hands.
Truth is I’ve always been a bit of a germophobe. I wash my hands a half-dozen times or more on an average day, and when I’m cooking, I double that. I have hand sanitizer in my car, my bathrooms, my purse, my luggage. I have hand wipes, on hand. I have tree/grass allergies, so I had masks in my house even before the virus concerns. I love having guests in for dinner, and my regular diners know to wash their hands before they even think about heading to my kitchen.
Good news. I’ve been writing and editing the past few weeks, and staying close to home. So, I haven’t been among the masses. I have a new Charlie Mack book out this spring. I’m also working on a stand-alone crime book set, in Washington, DC, I’m planning to shop to an agent.
Bad news: It’s difficult to stay focused on writing when talk of the coronavirus outbreak swirls around you, and the details change on an hour-by-hour basis.
I have a lot of travel planned in the next few weeks. So, I’m mulling over the decisions to go, or stay.
I’ll play it by ear, nose and throat.