Sunday, May 3, 2020, I started a running and writing streak, inspired by Runner’s Magazine. For the next 41 days, I will run at least a mile. I added the challenge of writing an equal amount of words for every step I take on my daily runs.
Since Sunday, I’ve written more than 5,000 towards my books that I am currently drafting, 1300 Miles to Barstow, California and Never Again, She Said.
Creating the streak creates a mental challenge and something different to do while we all social distance. When I started the streak, I had an idea to design themes for each day, Monday motivation, Tuesday Tall Tales, Wednesday Wisdom, and so forth.
With day three of the streak, I think its best I focus on the manuscripts instead of something else fancy I need to do. Writing is solitary work, and when we were ordered to shelter in place, I had visions of completing not one but maybe three or four books. What was I thinking!
COVID-19 has offered a temporary muse for poems and short story ideas, while I consider marketing ideas from home. I’ve started missing the oddest of things, like my favorite “nice” clothes that I wear going to places like book stores, museums, and restaurants. I rarely wear earrings because the jewelry gets caught in my mask. It’s the small things most of all that I miss. The every day boring tasks or errands that felt like a drain, now seem so precious.