As a full time NHS worker, life altered in ways that no one could have foreseen. Suddenly, my local hospital was no longer full of patients and visitors; instead the corridors were eerily empty, taking on the feel of a ghost town. Anybody you did see was dressed head to toe in protective equipment. It was very shocking and very surreal – almost like a scene from a supernatural thriller or a disaster movie.
As a writer, I wasn’t quite sure how lockdown would affect me and, more importantly, my writing. I was still going to be working full time with the day job – and as for the writing? Well, we’re a pretty solitary bunch at the best of times, so how would it affect me? What would it mean for my creativity? Would I be able to string a sentence together? Or would I struggle?
I was fortunate enough to work from home for most of the time, so I found myself juggling an eight hour working day plus trying to finish my third novel. I had a tentative publication date in mind of December 2020/January 2021 – but was I going to make it in these unprecedented times?
