Last updated 30 May 2020
Keeping me busy
With the COVID-19 pandemic forcing us to stay at home, slow down and live differently to what we’re used to, it’s apparent we’re turning to activities that we never seemed to have found time for in our pre-coronavirus ‘busy’ lives.
I’m now ‘finding’ myself sitting down to actually read a book from the stockpile on my bedside table. I’m baking more (Ok I admit not all those efforts are turning out edible.) And I’m finding the time now to look over my very neglected blog, trying to figure out how I can make my website more user friendly and locate an audience of loyal readers.
I’m loving how people are turning to Facebook and Instagram to showcase their talents. This has been a POSITIVE outcome from the ‘unusual’ times we’re currently experiencing. Thanks to social media, I’ve tuned into a wide range of artists – musicians, comedians, actors, writers – who are openly sharing their multiple talents to an online audience. Not only is it keeping them busy, by ‘performing’ they’re reaching out to something they’re currently missing: an audience.
Creatives in their pre-coronavirus lives used to share (and be paid for) their ‘talent.’ They’re now sharing freely streaming ‘performances’ from their homes.
That got me thinking. Could I do the same?
I have a bunch of stories sitting on my NAS drive. They’ve not been published. Some I’ve pitched to various publications. A few were commissioned to be published but for one reason or another (editor change/airline going bankrupt / story idea not taken up / my photos not good enough for print publication) the list goes on.
But they’re still a story.
So, I’ve decided to dig a couple out, refresh them, add photos, and share on my blog. May as well publish them for someone in the world to read. Now that we have more time for recreational activities ……………. like reading.
This is the first installment in my series.
I wanted to share this story first as a few days ago – April 12th – marked the third year of my father’s passing. And his passing in 2017 was the impetus behind my return to Scotland.
So, I dedicate this story to my Dad, Billy. Love you, miss you and thanks for the inspiration.