The Female of the Species
This time last year, I was looking forward to competing as a member of Team USA at the World Veteran Fencing Championships in Stralsund. I had also just started blogging about what I had seen in Milo’s campus tour, and I was eager to enter the fray on the side of the Dangerous Faggot. Little did I know what adventures my blogging would bring! The sense of being caught up in an archetypal story , playing a character I had never thought to be able to imitate . Watching a friend rise in popularity and fame , only to be brought down by the betrayal and calumny of those whom he had called friends. The attention of the media, for good and ill. It has been quite the whirlwind of adulation and infamy, love and hate, all the while I have been attempting to chronicle what it feels like to be living a myth . And you wonder what fencing has to do with it? Nothing – my competition year was more or less completely shot, so preoccupied have I been since Worlds with finishing my book and b