COVID

[oneagainst]

I lived through it, I don't want to read about it in fiction.

Interestingly, something similar happened after the Spanish Flu. People didn't write about it, and just kind of pretended it never happened.

It hasn't shown up anywhere in my stories because I think it will date them horribly as time goes by. I have one story of a nurse living with the consequences of dealing with contagion and PPE, so you can read covid into the context. I wrote it ages back but haven't got around to pushing it out yet.

 

[PennameWombat]

I lived through it, I don't want to read about it in fiction.

Interestingly, something similar happened after the Spanish Flu. People didn't write about it, and just kind of pretended it never happened.

I alluded to it in my Summer Lovin' story in 2021, Saturday in Paris. The story was about a flight attendant hooking up with a passenger, she was on a layover there and he was there on business. I never named COVID, just that the flight attendant was happy to have kept her job while travel had been all but shut down and her mentions about the influx of travelers and and their being more demanding and ruder. But I left the specific reasons unstated and it was just quick background.

 

[ElectricBlue]

I lived through it, I don't want to read about it in fiction.

Interestingly, something similar happened after the Spanish Flu. People didn't write about it, and just kind of pretended it never happened.

You live through life too, and you write about it. What's the difference? I don't understand the avoidance - it's now part of the world we live in, like 911 and any other significant historical event. Just like WW2 was for my parents, like the Cold War was for me - the world we grew up in, the societies we live in.

 

[alohadave]

You live through life too, and you write about it. What's the difference? I don't understand the avoidance - it's now part of the world we live in, like 911 and any other significant historical event. Just like WW2 was for my parents, like the Cold War was for me - the world we grew up in, the societies we live in.

I don't write sex stories about 9/11 either...

 

[Smuttyandfun]

I wrote several COVID stories for one of the authors' challenges. All them are still getting read and favorited. So it doesn't seem like they've gotten stale yet.

Sexy Sadie about a guy going into lockdown with his kinky mother-in-law is my most read story. And A Little Too Close for Comfort about a couple who hook up while sheltering in place, still gets a lot of favorable comments.

Though some of the details are based on what happened when the virus was at it's peak (like mask wearing, hand sanitizing and wiping down groceries) the readers don't seem to mind.

 

[ElectricBlue]

I don't write sex stories about 9/11 either...

No, but you write about the world affected by it - that's my point. Otherwise, you're looking for a perfect day with no history.

 

[Bisexguy70]

It changed the landscape of hooking up. Nobody wanted to meet so my memories of precovid cocksucking took over. I believe this is where i found the lit forum site as i think many did. I still worked but i needed an outlet. What safer way to connect with others then through our words. I never claim i’m a good writer, but i do enjoy nasty and sexual chat with others. The mind is a powerful sexual organ. So many possibilities of stories. One example, a guy starts an online relationship with a fellow litster. They exchange ideas about what turns them on and what doesnt. The more they chat, the more they find out how similiar sexually they are. Back and forth they describe how they want to please each other, how they’ll use their mouths and bodies and exchange very detailed scenarios. Eventually they exchange emails and share raw nude photos. The one man discovers a new fetish of wearing lingerie after seeing his new friends pictures and revealing photos. Each time they communicate, the lust for one another grows and becomes very intense. Then thank goodness covid restrictions ease up and a business travel opportunity arises.

Fast forward and a the opportunities bring them in the same city. The meet will finally take place and they get rock hard discussing the plans. Finally each one will passionately embrace and get to touch and taste each others flesh. So close and the days leading up to the meet bring mutual masturbation sessions to a new level.
Then….the one guy backs out! He decides its too overwhelming and consumes his life. The other man is understanding but they were so close!
But in my true story, the one id write about, would lead to an actual meeting. A night of hot passion and pleasure between 2 men. Hot tender gay sex giving into multiple orgasms after periods of rest.

Im not an author but maybe someone takes my idea to fruition.

 

[PapaRomantic]

I got Covid in October 2021, and shared it with my wife - what a nice guy I am! We were fully vaccinated at the time, so our symptoms were like that of a severe common cold. One lasting effect that has just now disappeared in the past few weeks is that the first bite of peanut butter I would eat tasted like ammonia smelled. After that first bite, all was good.

Covid completely rearranged what we did at work. We had to invent new ideas and innovations in order to continue serving our clients, and that turned out to be a pretty good plan because we might have been in a comfortable rut before. Some of the new procedures and innovations remain in effect today because they continue to be better than the old stuff.

As for writing, I don't think it had any effect at all. I had slowed down by then, and haven't really sped up since.

 

[HordHolm]

I got a mild dose early on, my wife and daughter got it twice and fractionally stronger than me, but it wasn't debilitating or worthy or hospitalisation (thank the mercies).

The general effects of COVID, OTOH...

I haven't really recovered. I was really getting in a zone with writing, and then lockdown and intensive childcare for 3 months for a (then) 3 year old who required constant attention without going out for more than about an hour at a time apart from once a week when I had necessary work meetings that took 3 hours outside the apartment. Even when I got a moment the kid was hurtling around my flat bouncing off the walls (and I hardly blame her). And it was the most effective roadblock I've ever hit as regards writing, both for here and for stuff I intended to submit professionally. I have folders full of half-finished drafts, or drafts that need re-working, etc, but now I can hardly devote the necessary concentration to finish them. It's just gone. And when I try to write I barely manage 500 words before the well runs dry, and another unfinished piece goes into the folder. Honestly, I thought the birth of my child was the most altering event in my life as regards writing, but it's nothing compared to the negative effect of COVID...

It's the same for my wife, who writes academic articles (PhD level about Sanskrit grammar), and she now finds it so hard to motivate herself and push herself to actually finish anything.