So those of you following the blog pretty regularly probably noticed that my output has dropped off quite a bit over the last couple of weeks. Part of this is just a lack of proper planning (it can happen to anyone), but there’s been a bunch of other stuff happening in my life that I’m dealing with that has thrown my writing schedule for a loop.
Then a pandemic happened.
So the first issue has been that Liz (my wife) had to go in for some pretty serious surgery a little over two weeks ago, and has been in recovery since then. The surgery was planned in advance, and she came through it just fine. Just fine here still means a pretty lengthy recovery and quite a temporary (but significant) loss of mobility. So part of the situation has to do with me having to take on extra responsibilities to help her as she recovers.
Then there’s my own medical issues. I’ve already mentioned that – over the last few years – I’ve been dealing with Depression and Anxiety. For the most part I got a decent handle on it with (thanks to medication among other things), but in the last month or so I’ve been dealing with some other medical issues of my own that have helped to aggravate it. I’m not going to go into gory details, but a part of getting older means you have to start tracking different health issues, so last week I had to go in for my first colonoscopy.
The good news is that I’m not going to die from some kind of horrible, painful ass cancer, which is good. Shortly after my procedure the COVID-19 cases began spiking in the US and Canada, so any extended hospital stay would have been a dicey proposition. Shortly after that, we got orders from the CAF chain of command to self-isolate as a force-preservation measure.
So the long and the short of it is that I have been looking after Liz (who is doing great but still needs some help around the house), dealing with a cancer scare, and trying not to lose my mind from watching the news. Especially American news.
Not the most conducive state of mind for writing.
As part of my way of coping, I focused on doing work around the house. I’m in the process of renovating/reorganizing the garage and ground floor rooms, and hacking through some invasive vines that were growing in the yard. The basic goal being, if I’m going to have a freak out, then I can at least channel my energy in a productive direction.
It seems to be working, and over the last couple of days I have found it easier to focus my attention on non-physical activities. So hopefully I can get back to writing this blog as well.
First off, I’m not going to be diving into COVID-19 issues unless they happen to coincide with the CAF or with Canadian-Indigenous relations. As I’ve said before, I’m not an expert on the First Nations of Canada, but I’m a fairly well-read layman. When it comes to epidemics? Yeah, I’m A LOT less well-read. So there isn’t a whole lot I can offer in terms of original insight or opinion.
Instead, along with the Deconstruction Posts, I got a couple of ideas for appropriate topics for the near future that will remain within the scope of this blog’s aim. In the recent years, Canada has seen a kind of renaissance of Indigenous art, including literature and film, and one of the really popular sub-genres has been post-apocalyptic fiction.
There’s a joke here that natives don’t need to speculate about the post-apocalypse since they’re already living in it. That may be a bit of an exaggeration, but not entirely. And it makes for a particularly fascinating perspective that’s often absent from ‘white’ authors.
It’s entirely possible that they’ll be calling up the Primary Reserves sometime in the near future, so all my plans will all fall by the wayside. If that’s the case I’ll try to post some news from wherever I end up (assuming it’s appropriate) and try to do a bit of a real-time narrative of the pandemic. But for now, this is the plan.
Anyway, hope everyone out there is doing alright. Stay safe, and wash your hands.