Hi, everyone. I was fascinated to discover that I didn’t do a year in review post in 2019. I am sure most of my long-time readers recall that I lost my dad in February that year. I was also sick as a dog in December, with multiple trips to the doctor to find out why I wasn’t getting over the cough and bronchitis. An epidemiologist friend is convinced, based on the course my disease took, that I had one of the early, mild cases of COVID-19 that has since been confirmed on the West Coast. I haven’t been out for an antibody test, but I’m unsurprised by her analysis.
2020 is a year which almost doesn’t bear thinking about. After all, we’ve spent most of it sheltering in place — except those folk who believed that partying with friends was more important than a public health crisis, of course. I lost two good friends during the year, one of them to COVID and the other to a lengthy non-related illness. Both of these men were kind and gentle, and the world is a darker place with out them. Far too many of my friends lost someone near and dear to them in the pandemic, or had the virus themselves. One of my friends is now a long-hauler, despite being in perfect health prior to her housemate bringing the virus home.
It wasn’t all bad, though, lest you get me wrong. In January, my mother, my best high school gal-pal, and I went on a trip to Pompeii and Herculaneum. It was my friend’s idea, and kind of a dream trip for her. I went along to keep company; my mom had never been abroad before at all. My mother and I wound up having a wonderful time. My friend, not so much (she didn’t prepare well for how physical the trip would be, and wound up in the emergency department in Naples for several hours). I fell utterly in love with Campania, which was unexpected, and found inspiration for my current work-in-progress, Pompeii Fire.
While I had truly hoped to have a first draft finished by the end of the year, that simply didn’t happen. Like so many creative people, I struggled with focus. I still have a day job, and I was doing that job from home rather than going into the office from March 16 on, and will be doing so until April 1, 2021, at the earliest. So, I’m a third of the way through Draft Zero and am okay with that.
I was moved into the presidential slot of my local Sisters in Crime Chapter after my predecessor’s resignation for personal reasons. While this has been, and will be, a challenge into 2021, I am proud to say that the Coastal Cruisers were able to pivot quickly to Zoom meetings rather than in-person gatherings and keep some momentum going.
The less said about politics, the better … but overall I am pleased with how the election came out and look forward to doing what I can to help repair the damage of the past four years.
So, now you know. Please have a safe and happy New Year’s Eve celebration, and I’ll see you in 2021.