September 20, 2020
What do you do to fill your free time during this pandemic? In the past, I enjoyed meeting friends to chat and talk about our writing. I enjoyed getting together with my sister and niece for lunch in a restaurant in the Atlanta area. I used to enjoy the beautiful drive up to Sylva, NC and a visit to City Lights Books, the best and one of the few independent bookstores left in western North Carolina.
Before the
pandemic I met with other writers at the Moss Memorial Library once a month for
Coffee with the Poets and Writers. We gathered around tables where one of our
local writers or poets read some of their original work. After, we opened the
floor for others who want to share a poem or two or a short prose piece. I
began this event for our writers back in 2007, and it has become a favorite
with our members. The local community is invited. Refreshments are included and
announcements of future writing events are offered. I miss this group.
But there
are positives about being stuck at home all the time. Less stress from
deadlines, too many appointments, too many hours working instead of playing.
I find that
I like waking up each day and realizing I have no pressure to be some place or
do something before the day is over. My time is my own to watch a movie or Heartland, this wonderful Canadian series on Netflix that takes me completely away from
the uncertainty and frustrations of the world of today.
More and
more I seek programs on television about ordinary people dealing with everyday
problems. No murder, no gore. No bad guys terrorizing girls, no rapes and
sexual abuse of women. Today’s modern television and movies are filled with
violence. It symbolizes our mean culture, which has developed in the
past couple of decades.
There was a
time when the top-rated television shows were multigenerational shows. The Waltons, The Andy Griffith Show and other similar shows kept
everyone enthralled for years. Today, people are flocking to those old shows. But
it soon became the norm for crime shows every night. People were killed and in
our living rooms, we witnessed close-ups of the blood running out of their
mouths and noses or the beatings where we saw the damage to the victim’s face
and body. It seems the movie makers and producers of television shows are only
happy when the audience feels they are in the scene seeing the gory mess and
pain on the screen.
I have never
understood anyone wanting to see women being terrified by knife-wielding thugs
or mentally ill men. Horror movies serve no purpose as far as I can see. Life
has enough difficulties without manufacturing things to frighten and disturb me.
I find
myself listening to Celtic Thunder CDs and watching shows
made in Australia
and Canada or England. Shows about relationships, characters I can relate to.
What is happening in my own country today is
upsetting and depressing. I just want to escape the anger, the lies, and
the violence I see on screens. I know things will get better, and I am looking
forward to next year.
I read books
meant to make sense of it all. I escape into historical novels or memoirs. I
visit my sister and her husband to have intelligent conversations with people I
admire and love, people who are not mean-spirited, who don’t judge others just
because they are different from them,
who are good and want good for all of us in this world. The only safe house I
feel I can visit is their home in Roswell, GA.
Stu and Gay at the Old Oak Tavern where we had lunch outside. |
Never in my life would I have thought that, at my age, I had to become isolated from people. I am glad I am not bored although I feel lonely at times, missing my dear Barry. But I have lots of projects I want to complete, so I can always work on them.
During these
months I discovered people I can learn from, people I admire. I found them on
podcasts. I listen to podcasts regarding health matters, and some that are
funny like Trevor Noah who speaks with humor about our chaotic political
situation. I listen to The Creative Penn for Writers, Unlocking Us with Brene
Brown, Hidden Brain, Fresh Air, Meaningful Conversations, Clear and Vivid with
Alan Alda. Alda’s theme is communication, the lack of which is a major problem
with our culture. People do not listen. They are only waiting for the other to
shut up so they can speak. So much communication today is filled with anger and
name-calling, dishonesty and fear. So sad to me.
But I am
speaking of the positives in my life right now. I have blogger friends in states
far away from me as well as in other countries. I have met relatives I did not
know through my genealogy research. Because of the NC Writers’ Network, I know
wonderful writers and fantastic poets from all over the state of North Carolina
and in other states as well. I am more fortunate than many widows and women who
are alone at this time, and I am grateful. Acceptance and adapting are my words
for now.
Thank you,
my readers and friends, for stopping here. I love to read your comments.
How do
you fill your free hours these days?
My days are usually rather full, and I do try to get a four-mile (or more) walk in most days. I attend three Zoom yoga classes a week, and I always go out to my coffee shop for coffee in the morning with my dear friends. Then there are three blog posts per week that I write. And I read the blog posts of my online family, like you. :-)
ReplyDeleteI am a confirmed introvert. In many ways my days have not changed - except that I no longer feel guilty for being content on my own.
ReplyDeleteI continue to read. I continue to garden. I watch and marvel at the birds.
I can still volunteer in a range of places which mean a lot to me.
I am a very lucky woman.
My husband and I have decreased our social circle during this pandemic but fill our lives with other interests. Adapting is required during these times for certain. We began cycling which we hadn’t done for years and really enjoy it. Here the virus is controlled for now but who knows how long that will last. Meanwhile we just do our own thing as we usually do but within the Covid guidelines.
ReplyDeleteIn your comment on my blog you asked if I were a poet. I don’t consider myself a poet. My “poems” are confined to rhyming verses for scavenger hunts and commentary for the grandkids. The children enjoy them.
Take care.
DJan, you are so active, physically, and that is something you can do alone or with others. As we all adapt to the new normal, for now at least, we can still enjoy life. This week while at my sister's house, I have been more active - walking in the park with my Lexie, eating outside with Gay and Stu.
ReplyDeleteEC, so glad your life is not upside down as it is for many. I suppose when you go to volunteer, you can be safe from this virus. Thanks for stopping by.
ReplyDeleteHaving a husband or partner in your home helps, I'm sure. The two of you can do things together and simply talk to each other. Seems you two are on the same page and that always helps. Prince Edward Island is a beautiful place to live, isn't it? Thanks for stopping by, Marie.
ReplyDeleteMost of my days are taken up with creating blog posts and other writing projects. I also attend writers group meetings, most of them are virtual. Glenda, I agree with you about most television programming and enjoyed your post.
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