It's that time of year again, and once again I find myself going to another christmas celebration. Some years it's with a partner, some years it's a friend. But this time, I'm going with my landlady to her christmas celebration with her folks.
I'm wearing something nice for the occasion. I'm not the kind to get all "merry" for christmas. I wear my usual black formal attire. black bodycon with a nice suit jacket and over coat. Complete with my highest block heels.
It's been a long time since I updated this blog, but I felt the need to check in. I no longer really concern myself with my own dysphoria. I've largely killed that beast. Sure, there's still stuff I get upset about, and my voice is still pretty deep, but we stay winning. For all intents and purposes, 2024 has been the year I truly felt like just another woman surviving in this cruel uncaring world.
I've been getting into telling stories. Not ones for a larger audience, but smaller, personal tales of adventure in the modern day. Maybe when I die I'll publish them. A few are adventures in tabletop games, others are stories set in the fantasy world I've created in my head. The country of Iliad is one that I care a whole lot about, and I got the chance to tell a christmas story in that world for a group of people I care about deeply.
As for Cyberwhatever, that one is still a work in progress. It's the type of mixed media project I'd need help with. It's meant to be a sort of collection of lost media from a city that died a long time ago. In which, the reader battles conflicting narrators in order to piece together an idea of what happened to the doomed city of Neo-Anchorage. As you can tell, I still deeply care for the setting. It's one I spent a lot of time on in late teens and I'm still quite proud of.
In any case, may you all have a merry christmas, spend it with the people you care about!
- The Webmaster (Sabrina :3)