I'm a writer and a relapsed cosplayer who blogs about all the stuff that goes right and catastrophically wrong in building a costume at www.cosplaycalamity.com (nsfw - salty language).

I've been back in the costuming world for about a year and a half and holy crap things have changed. It's exciting and terrifying and frustrating all at once.

Luckily, I have whiskey and a sidekick cat who loves to help.

Recently, I was shocked/ecstatic/terrified to win a pair of awards at the ICG Master Level. Oh crap, now what?