Ian pitched an idea to his editor that he do a Dark Souls journal as he finally finishes Dark Souls (Remastered) for the first time. Not so much a ‘I beat the Taurus Demon’ recounting of what he’d done, but writing about some aspect of the game that makes it iconic, like the level design. Upon… Continue Reading
Before I landed in the hospital, I had a pretty boring. life. We’re putting aside the pandemic because that wreaked havoc on everyone. I will say that it affected me less than it did many people because I had worked from home before the pandemic and spent 90% of my time alone, anyway. I ordered… Continue Reading
I am not someone who gets hyped for much of anything. Let me back it up a bit before diving in. Marketing doesn’t work very well on me. I am not swayed by the newest, the latest, or the shiniest. Clothes-wise, I wear sweats/shorts and sweatshirts/t-shirts most of the time. I have three shoes. One… Continue Reading
I have been practicing Taiji for roughly fifteen years. I practice for half an hour to forty-five minutes a day, which is up from five minutes, begrudgingly, several years into my practice. In fact, I started attending a second class a week (and then a third) because I couldn’t make myself practice on the daily.… Continue Reading
Two days ago (Tuesday), I heard tell that certain games journalists got to play the closed network test that will be available for certain players on consoles this weekend (I assume it’ll be the same.) I was green with envy as they coyly said they weren’t allowed to talk about it yet. Then yesterday (Wednesday),… Continue Reading
I come from a long line of worriers. Or rather, one great big worrier–my mother. She is a champion worrier who can turn anything into a chance to fret. It doesn’t matter how big or small a problem is–she can inflate it into a catastrophe. For example. She and my father were at Fresh and… Continue Reading
Time is weird. This is not a groundbreaking statement, but it astounds me how true it is. We all know that time seems faster the older you get. I’ve heard it explained that it’s because when you’re a kid, a year is, say, one-fifth your lifespan. That’s a huge chunk. When you’re thirty, though, it’s… Continue Reading
I woke up today with a stuffed nose. Normally, I would shrug my shoulders and get on with my day. I’d chalk it down to a cold or the beginning of bronchitis and move on with my day. Yesterday, I coughed a few times because I had something in my throat and my mother immediately… Continue Reading
Before the hospital, I had an epic battle with sleep. I’ve written reams about it, including a full-length novel including The Endless from Neil Gaiman’s incomparable Sandman. I’ve cursed Morpheus under my breath and overtly as well. In my twenties, I had nightmares all the time. I could remember four or five a night and… Continue Reading
I was born a girl, but spent most of my childhood wishing I were a boy. Not because I wanted to be a boy, mind you, but because being a girl seemed so limited. Both in my native culture (Taiwanese) and in my surrounding culture (American). I was told that girls can’t climb trees, should… Continue Reading