When I was a kid, I would make a list of my homework assignments every day and bring the appropriate books home from school. And there they would stay until I picked them up on my way out the door the next morning. All my New Year’s Resolutions throughout high Read more…
As mentioned before, I was a medieval reenactment fighter (SCA). I was super bad at it, too. How bad? In ten years of fighting, the farthest I ever made it in a double elimination tournament was three rounds. For comparison, an eggplant with a sword taped to it will automatically last Read more…
I wrote a personal essay on how it felt to be a woman warrior in medieval reenactment combat (SCA). It started as something I just wrote for myself, as I was working on my memoir about playing football. Then I saw an open call for short nonfiction on the subject Read more…
I had determined some years ago, reluctantly, that my SCA years were behind me. I even had an earnest little chat with my knight about if he ought to release me from fealty if I’m no longer fighting. His response was quick. “I’m your knight, and you’re my squire, and Read more…
I was extremely fortunate to be able to squease the fiftieth Pennsic War into my summer schedule. This is the biggest annual convention of the biggest medieval recreation group in the US. Long story short: the midwest fights the upper east coast over ownership of Western Pennsylvania. Or as we Read more…
Now mark ye what I say. Silks I have myself; see ye that men do bring us jewels upon their shields and thus we’ll work the clothes. – Das Nibelungenlied This is a story that starts in 2010. I was at the Pennsic War – a two-week medieval recreation (SCA) Read more…