And the Void Screams Back - Making Beer in the Time of COVID
Lately, I feel this pressure to do something. Create a work of art or destroy something beautiful. In the end, my stress with the ever-changing world around me and the constant stream of life-altering events have me lying in bed staring at the ceiling, waiting for the next crisis to occur. During this pandemic, I did accomplish something. I wrote half a book about zombies.
Last November, I participated in National Novel Writing Month or NaNoWriMo. I wrote the beginning of an atompunk story about a family that lives in a dome society created in 1955. It’s filled with 50s references, conspiracy theories, and zombies, but I only managed to finish half of it. Life gets in the way. I also made a coffee stout in honor of the month. The blog post I wrote about it was probably one of my most popular.
As during most times of significant change, one is expected to keep themselves busy. I made my first mead earlier this month, and it's currently going through its second fermentation as we speak. I also decided to make Screaming Into the Void again. Although, this time, my stress is for a completely different reason instead of writing. I will be serving it at Little Rocktoberfest on September 25th. Make sure to get your tickets.
When I made the beer initially, it turned out great. It wasn’t as dark as it should be, but the taste was smooth. The coffee was strong but not overwhelming. I have a lot of hope for this new batch. The froth while brewing was beautifully thick like it should be for a stout, and it smelled amazing. I was also more hands-on this time around.
I had been significantly distracted this summer. Countless people have told me that they were going through a break up too. Must be the pandemic. As traumatic as mine was, I don’t know if I will be able to go back to the normal that existed before. Part of me doesn’t want to. In the last few months, I went on a lot of anxiety walks.
What I need to do is stop waiting. Do the work. Keep moving until it becomes a habit, and avoid anything that will disrupt that. In time, healing will come. Or at least that is what they tell me.
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