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The Year of the Pandemic: A Year With No Months, But With Many Stories

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What a strange year it’s been, my friends. I’ve started measuring time in stories told and stories enjoyed, because I can hardly keep track of the calendar months (decades?) since last March.

So for my children and I, the months were Dark Crystal, Avatar, Korra, She-Ra, and RWBY. I can tell you about our experiences in each of those months. I can tell you about the months of my own stories told: the months of Ansible, Dakotaraptor Riders, and On the Other Side of the Night.

But I can’t tell you what June was like, nor September. Did June actually exist?

April existed.

Last April was the cruelest month. I lost someone important to me in April.

For the rest, I’ll just remember the months of the stories my children and I shared together.

Stant Litore

Stant Litore is a novelist. He writes about gladiators on tyrannosaurback, Old Testament prophets battling the hungry dead, geneticists growing biological starships, time-traveling hijabi bisexual defenders of humanity from the future. Explore his fiction here. And here is one of his toolkits for writers, and here’s another book where he nerds out about ancient languages and biblical (mis)translation. Enjoy!

2 thoughts on “The Year of the Pandemic: A Year With No Months, But With Many Stories

  1. This year also Corona is increasing day by day 😭

    1. It has been a long year, indeed.

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