I’m not talking about the dark. Or spiders. I’m talking about the Coronavirus. I don’t consider myself a person who panics. I haven’t ordered any masks. I’m not staying at home yet. But I have bought a few extra canned food items.
And sadly, I have had to cancel my trip to ApollyCon, because my hubby, a transplant patient, has such a low immune system. His doctors are advising that he avoid events with large crowds, and traveling, for a while. Because I live with him, they recommend the same for me.
When I stop and think about the worst-case scenario, and yes, as a writer my mind goes there, it’s scary. But as my mind creates this scenario, the writer in me starts plotting a book. Sort of a dystopian world where groups of people barricade themselves off from the rest of world. Who knows the idea may actually draw a book out of me.
However, because I’m generally a positive person, I haven’t let the fear consume me in my day to day life yet. Does it worry me? Yes. And I do watch the news and my heart hurts for the countries where it’s much more serious. My mom lives in California and I worry that there may be a larger outbreak there.
I’m not saying these people are overreacting. I’m just in wait and see mode—cautious, but not completely alarmed yet. That said, I know everyone reacts differently to the news. For some people, buying the masks and stocking up on food is a way to deal with the stress. And I wouldn’t judge them for doing it.
How are you reacting to the news? Are you nervous? How are you coping? I have started a new book, I think reading and slipping into a different world is a great way of coping with the added stress.