“You might think writers, longing to be permitted to sit with their own minds, would welcome the grand rupture brought by the coronavirus and its forced isolation. But, in fact, this extended isolation has been no romantic reprieve” (Writer Lydia Sviatoslavsky). Actually, I don’t mind. Perhaps that’s because I had no problem creating and valuing solitude in pre-pandemic days. Zoom is a surprisingly satisfying social link. While I miss hugs, a lot, up-close screen interactions offer an intimacy that sitting across a table doesn’t. Besides, as a writer, I always have my characters for company. For more thoughts about writing, see REFLECTIONS.
