Pre-Pennsic reflection
Jul. 26th, 2012 03:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eveglassI'm leaving for Pennsic on Saturday morning, or just over 40 hours from now. I'm very excited. I've also come to terms with the fact that I'm not as ready as I wanted to be. My saint lives pieces are not really prepped, even though I'm familiar enough that I could (and probably will) tell them in an unpolished way. I have no new garb. I didn't get very far in persona research this year. I didn't learn an instrument.
And I'm okay with all that.
A friend of mine pointed out yesterday that "I'm not as ready as I wanted to be" is an annual refrain for me, and I can't argue with him. It was the same when I was in school, and every semester I planned to start working on my term papers early... and each semester, I never did. (For eight semesters of undergrad and two of graduate studies; that's a lot of semesters to say the same thing over and over again.)
That said, Pennsic will still be awesome. There will be bardic circles. There will be excellent food. There will be small children for me to play with and audiences for me to sing at. There will be good times with annual friends, at least some of them spent at the Inner Vagabond.
And if my story of St. John the Almsgiver isn't polished and I don't have trim on my garb... that's not gonna stop me from having a great time. So there.
And I'm okay with all that.
A friend of mine pointed out yesterday that "I'm not as ready as I wanted to be" is an annual refrain for me, and I can't argue with him. It was the same when I was in school, and every semester I planned to start working on my term papers early... and each semester, I never did. (For eight semesters of undergrad and two of graduate studies; that's a lot of semesters to say the same thing over and over again.)
That said, Pennsic will still be awesome. There will be bardic circles. There will be excellent food. There will be small children for me to play with and audiences for me to sing at. There will be good times with annual friends, at least some of them spent at the Inner Vagabond.
And if my story of St. John the Almsgiver isn't polished and I don't have trim on my garb... that's not gonna stop me from having a great time. So there.
