Blogging in Covidland
November 20, 2020
The news is depressing. Covid-19 numbers are at their worst and are just going to get worse. People are getting sick, my friends are getting sick. People are dying. Yet, here I am, writing a bitchy blog post about my little side hustle. My empathy might be wearing thin. I'm afraid that, too, is bound to get worse.
I'm taking next week off work, the week of Thanksgiving. I had planned to get out and do at least three projects. On two of those projects, I was bringing along friends. All shoots would have been outside, masked up, no more than five people. I cancelled the two with friends last night. St. Louis County has put up a half-step stay at home order, it's more of a suggestion. It's got more loop holes than a rusty sieve. St. Louis City has not followed suit, for reasons I cannot fathom.
I was considering continuing on with the other project. I was planning to do it by myself in a small town in Illinois. You know, a small town in The Midwest, where they voted for Trump and don't wear masks. I discarded the idea this morning. The last thing I need is Covid for turkey day.
Obviously this is just going to keep getting worse and worse for the foreseeable future. I can get angry about it or I can let it move by and do something else. I think I have a project I can do here in my apartment. Plus, I have all kinds of travelogues I should be reading, and I can write reviews for those.
I'm not writing this post as an excuse or even an explanation. I'm merely documenting the times in which I live and The Process. There is little I can do. I stay home, I wear a mask when I do go out. I knew starting this project in the middle of a pandemic was going to be difficult - well, here we are and it ain't easy.
Wish me luck on my reading. Post a comment if you would like to suggest a favorite travelogue.