The waiting’s the worst, in a way. I’m used to the solitude, for that is the way of writers. No solitude, no writing. But, again, this is different. Words from others who’ve survived plagues seem to offer some solace now, a morbid preoccupation. And I’m not the only one with this symptom of the times. … More In a State of Siege: Coronavirus (COVID-19) – Day 7