Is anybody else battling this “not-reading-during-quarantine-problem”?
My issue is rooted in the fact that I’m HOME – which, you would think would equate relaxing. However, since I’m home, I feel like I need to be doing things: laundry, dishes, cleaning, organizing, etc. and I’ve pretty much all but ignored books for…almost a month now.
I’ve tried starting different books – all of which I was SUPER excited about and all of which are different genres. Turns out, I couldn’t stick with a single one. (Forehead slap.) They’re all now laying on my desk, gathering dust. Literally. Real dust because I never realized how much dust gathers in my house in a 24 hour period. God bless country living.
On the opposite end of the same spectrum, I also can’t seem to focus on writing. Sure, I’m still doing the “daily stuff” but, normally, I would take a few hours to myself and RUN WITH IT. I’d craft a character or re-learn an old one. I’d dive into world-building or spin some nature poetry with my latest photographs.
During quarantine? Notta.
I guess the whole point of this post is this: Is anyone else “fighting” this? I hate to use such negative language here – trust me, I’m aware how serious this situation is and I respect everyone who’s handling it in their own way. I’m just curious, more than anything, if any book-nerds have fallen off the wagon or if any daily writers are struggling to find their fuel? If you’re a painter, are you painting? If you’re a songwriter, are you spending time songwriting?