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At this time …

So, this was our backyard visitor today … luckily this animal is about 30 feet away from our deck! My new normal is working from home, at my kitchen table.

IWSG and Blogging from A to Z: At this time, how are things in your world?

Three weeks ago, I wouldn’t have imagined working from home, from my kitchen table, enjoying the view from my kitchen window (see photo above). I am a marketing director for a nonprofit who is struggling to survive (both physically and from a business standpoint). Writing for the A to Z Challenge and the Insecure Writer’s Support Group takes on a whole new feel.

My professional writing usually consists of advertising and promotional copy, blog posts and lots of editing AP-style. Recently, my writing/editing has included Covid-19 updates. Quite the change.

My personal creative writing is budding again (like this year’s spring) as I strive to complete my IWSG obligations (one blog per month) and the A to Z blogathon, which is one blog for every April day, except Sundays. And, I’ve charged up my camera battery (not the one on my phone).

There has been so much change in our lives that it’s hard to wrap my head around it, let alone my writing. I want to write beautiful, lively spring reflections but my heart is heavy. We know the coronavirus is here and I can even watch our state map fill in with color (dark color is bad). It’s inching closer as I begin to hear that so-and-so’s nephew has it or so-and-so has died from it (about 70 miles away). Much of my writing turns to prayer as I keep loved ones in mind.

And, what will it be like in 30, 60 and even 90 days from now? Will we be on the other side of the bell curve? Will everyone I know be okay? What will I be writing about then?

I’m going to write what’s on my heart and not what’s in my head, creatively speaking. As a communicator, I will be forever changed by our present situation. Hopefully for the better.

I’m doing my blog posts in the evenings (the night before) so visit again as we take this unknown journey together.

I'm Diane, a marketing executive in the non-profit sector living in Terre Haute, Indiana. My husband and I moved from Denver, Colorado, 15-plus years ago and this blog highlights our joys and challenges in adjusting to our new home and town. I also share things I love: photography, wildlife and domestic pets, writing, knitting, making jewelry, food, travel, my faith in God and music. I'm also writing a mystery novel so stay tuned!

4 Comments

    • dmweiden@gmail.com

      Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a comment. I feel the same way, every time I go to the grocery store. Isn’t that sad?

  • Janet Crum

    I can so relate to this post. I imagine this experience is like waiting for a hurricane to hit… in slow motion. I try to keep busy, keep healthy, and distract myself to keep the fear at bay. It’s hard.

    • dmweiden@gmail.com

      I understand and feel the same way. It’s so foreign to me and I keep thinking it’s short-lived and then I’m reminded that it’s going to be two more weeks, and then probably two more weeks after that, and then the end of the month, and then into June? Oy!

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