In digging through old entries in Livejournal I found this gem. I wanted to save this so I’m copying it here. – Me in 2019
At some point I think I fell out of love with the SCA. I’m still in the relationship.. and I still go through all the motions.. and I even enjoy myself.. but it’s no longer the thing I’m always thinking about.
I’m fairly certain it started with burn out. If I’d just been able to totally burn out and get it over with then I think I could have come back more quickly with a fresh perspective. Instead I had responsibilities, and promises that needed to be kept. So I bumbled along.. at a low burn. Smoldering and smoking.. dropping pieces of myself all over the place.. Generally making a mess of it.
I think I’m done smoldering. I am actually at a point where I can think about new and interesting SCA-ish things to do without feeling like I’m being punched in the neck.
Oddly.. I’ve found that it’s the food that’s I’m thinking about. I always thought I was in the SCA for the clothes.. but right now those aren’t getting me excited. The food is.
F said he’d be interested in working with me on a feast. The feast I -want- to work on would need to start at least a year in advance. There’s preserved food(vinegar or oil), salted/dried meats, sausages, and cheeses in my vision.
Beyond that.. I want to get more period with eventing food. The refridgerator was invented in 1876. Food was eaten before that. Using ice in a cooler to keep food fresh for events is a crutch. I want to event without a cooler.
Right now I’m thinking about salted/dried beef used in soups/stews. It’s a start.
