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Completed my Summer ’18 Report!

This project has taken me so long, partly because I was enjoying it so much and it was a rock amidst a lot of personal turmoil, and partly because the personal turmoil kept getting in the way!

Also, it is the longest piece of academic writing I have ever written. I am very proud of what I have found, and how I have presented it. I am very proud of my own resilience.

I am jumping right into my next project. Indeed, I have already started it – had two days in the archives finding and photographing letters to read through.

My aim is to integrate the stages of this next project more, and so be less compartmentalised. This means I want to be photographing sources, and reading them for their potential in the same week, and that way I can return to the archive the next week with knowledge of anything else I want to chase up. Hopefully this will also incorporate the write up process, and make meeting deadlines a whole lot easier.

Here’s to learning more about how to handle things academically and personally 🙂

minyxrd-03:

a blessed concept: nicky and renee being good friends and talking about their pasts, because, even though their stories are very different, they both relate to the struggle between their sexuality and faith. they’re supportive of each other and always encouraging 

catfoxmandoo:

Lena finds Karas discarded clothes all over the office. She has no idea where they came from or who they belong to but no one seems to be looking for them. And hey, they’re actually quite nice.

So one night shes bored. A little tired. Maybe a little drunk. And the box of randomly discarded clothing is sitting lonely in the corner of her office.

Ill try one on. Why not, she thinks. Dress up! And who doesn’t like dressing up?

The first shirt fits great. A little slim, but nothing that cant be taken out. Lena goes to button it up and discovers frayed threads instead. Ok. Weird but whatever.

But it happens again. And the next shirt. Who rips off all the buttons to their shirts?? Then the next and Lena, in her frustration, grabs the edges of the dark blue blouse at her chest, one in each hand and pulls, ready to throw it and the entire box from her balcony.

Until the motion of her arms stops her. The act of pulling her arms back. The quick removal. The prominent reveal of whats beneath.

Well shit.

Sexual proximiscuity.

On CatCo property.

Its not a few days later when Lena gathers yet another outfit only to find that it was clearly previously worn by Kara Danvers. The small penguin designs are unmistakable, anything with small animals in a fashionable design is a Kara staple.

Nope. Nope. Nope. Lena mutters as she picks up the pieces with the tips of her fingers. The act of what followed their removal flashes across her mind.

The next week results in even more. And this time Lena is on the look out, keeping detailed notes on Karas outfits, tying each buttonless blouse and sweater combo to the blonde reporter.

And Lena is puzzled beyond belief. With who could it be?? Kara never mentions a significant other, never reveals any sort of fling or closeted lover. Thats not Kara. But she obviously needs to perform some sort of intervention. Its getting out of hand! I mean, thats what friends are for, isnt it?

This is it, Lena thinks. She carries the box of discarded clothing as she walks purposefully down the hallway towards Kara’s desk. Each shirt tailored to perfection, each button carefully replaced, each torn pant leg stitched back up, all stacked neatly in her arms.

Kara looks up as Lena approaches. Shes excited to see Lena, as she always is, wearing a crisp light grey shirt that Lena, sighing as she thinks it, knows she’ll eventually find in a heap in a remote part of the office. But not if she does this correctly. Not if she ends this now.

Lena places the box on Kara’s desk. “I believe these belong to you. Don’t worry, I’ve had them all fixed up, down to every. Last. Button.” Lena emphasizes each word with a small pat to the stack of shirts.

She looks up to see Kara, her face beet red, her mouth fishing for something to say.

“Lena,” Kara finally manages to get out. “I can explain.”

Lena crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. “I’m sure you can.”