"Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to be finally butterflies when the summer comes." This is a quote from J. Sheridan Le Fanu's Carmilla, my namesake, and one that I treasure dearly. It's also extremely apt for me as a transgender woman, since today—the 24th of July—marks my thirteenth day of hormone replacement therapy! Some people will forever associate the 11th, "7/11," with hot weather and free slushies. For me, it was the first day of the rest of my life.
It's not the only transition I'm undergoing, either. June marked the amicable and mutual conclusion of a three-and-a-half year, long distance relationship (though with someone unquestionably still considered my best friend) and the beginning of my research and work on my master's thesis, a project due in Spring that will herald my graduation at last. It may sound strange, but you can read more about it in my latest feature for Fanbyte, "Why Banjo-Tooie is a True Adventure," in which the process of exhausting an old video game gave me the opportunity to reflect on what it really means to complete something, to end one chapter in life and begin another. My latest piece on my own site, of course, is still "The Hands of L'Argent."
As for the usual plugs, new visitors to the site can follow me on Twitter where most of my virtual shouting goes, and fans of my work can tip me a few dollars via Ko-Fi. Doing so will put you on the Wall of Gratitude on my Contact page, and honor currently enjoyed by two very generous and talented individuals. Check out their art as well, while you're here.
'Til next time.
Photography by Cody Corrall, 2019.