I’ve caught the bug. Yet again. This is my second time to get it. Both times after being vaccinated with a booster shot. Not a vaccine skeptic, just a little impressed by our modern-day plague. It doesn’t give up, now does it?

My wife tested positive first, and then I tested positive two days later. Now I’m quarantined for the week. As an attorney, it’s a good time to get document review done, I guess. It wouldn’t be so bad were it not that my wife and I now have to take care of a very hyperactive little boy while being weighed down with another round of everyone’s favorite lung-scarring coronavirus.

It takes me back to 2020 when this whole thing got started. March 2020 was a crazy month. The world shut down, I paid off the last of my student loans, my wife got pregnant with our first son, Joseph (we are now working on little Tony, due in May), and I started writing. It all happened in one month. Talk about a life-changing event.

Yes, I got started writing with the lockdowns. I think a lot of people did. Kept indoors, away from work, and the gym, and the bar. Stuck in my apartment with my wife, and it was a small apartment. I had an idea for a book I had been kicking around for a while. Still haven’t sold it, but I fell in love with the idea enough that I took up writing as a hobby. Beer Run, which you can buy here, https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0BLSVRZN5, is actually something I wrote for a writer’s credit to promote that book. I may be querying later, as I haven’t given up on trying to get a major publisher on this. I may start explaining the idea on my blog in later posts.

But for now, I’m stuck at home. Again. Maybe I’ll do some writing on that book over the weekend. God hates a quitter.