Those of you who actually check back here (accidentally, sometimes) may have noticed one or two STRIKING DIFFERENCES. You see, I’ve begun accumulating something of an online presence (read: my tumblr is really taking off) and decided it probably be a good idea to be a Serious Person with a Serious Website. I’m told freelancers do this. I’m told I should’ve done this a long time ago. I’ve been contributing to a few places other than SparkLife lately (I’m still there, don’t worry!), and it just seems like it’s about time I start compiling all that stuff in one place to show people WHAT I’M ABOUT. (Ignore the forthcoming pictures of dogs wearing hats and my overuse of the word “poop.”)
That being said, it’s probably time I ‘fess up. My name… isn’t actually Elodie. I know! I’m sorry! My name is actually… can I get a drumroll? Can I get a less lackluster drumroll? Put a little oomph in it, for God’s sake. I’m trying to build to something here. My name…
…is Courtney. I know. It’s not quite so exotic. If you want the truth, “Élodie” was the name I wanted in French class, but somebody else got it first. I exacted my revenge by creating a secret persona so that boys I liked wouldn’t know I was sometimes writing about them on the Internet. The plan was perfect. What I didn’t realize at the time was that it would all mushroom into something bigger. And here I am, four years later, slapping a website together and getting paid to write about the time I kissed a boy because he offered me pie.
You can still call me Elodie, though! That pen name got me through high school and much of college. I would never just discard it. I’m still Elodie on SparkLife, and I’ll always be Elodie to all those who stuck with me for so long. (Everyone else… tough shit. It’s Courtney or nothing.) So, to conclude… THANKS. You’ll be hearing from me. (SERIOUSLY.)