Sometimes the journey is the destination.
And yeah, I know it sounds silly when I put it that way, but I'm going to stand by it. And even explain why below.
Sometimes the journey is the destination.
And yeah, I know it sounds silly when I put it that way, but I'm going to stand by it. And even explain why below.
On a comment on someone else's blog post (I have since lost the link and can't find it), I'd said something to the effect that the RPGs of the 1970s and 1980s were designed to run on the same hardware that modern RPGs do, but the modern processors have less capacity and heat up faster when confronted with complex math.
At the time, it was a joke. Then I wasn't sure.
Over the years, I've purchased a lot of games, played a lot of games, and run a lot of games. The latter is a concern of mine—am I doing it well?
Now, calm your sphincters. The good news is that this isn't another of those "game vs. story" posts. The bad news is that this is a "logic vs. feelings" post, and I expect people to wig out even worse about that.
I am a untalented blogger who has too many games.
(I'll also admit that this is going to be 60% review, 40% pontification on games marketing, packaging, and rules. And the two are inextricable. Sorry.)
It's 2017. Wow, I'm amazed all my postings are still here. How long has it been since... okay, no, that is unacceptable.
And no, despite how sporadic my writing on this thing has been, this has nothing to do with this blog. (Sorry.)