Sunday 21 February 2021

Lentmas, Mando, The GF, A New Game, And Not Writing

       Hi guys,

      Yep, ‘tis the season o’ Lent, number three for me, so back to the Vegan diet, no social media except on Sundays, and nose to the Bible this time. (My Lent quiz told me this was the way, well, one of them). Also up, exercise, more adoration, and try a Divine Mercy.

      Speaking of “This is the way,” I’ve finally sat down to The Mandalorian. CARL WEATHERS IS IN STAR WARS, BOOYAH! Yes, it’s cooler than Dillon becoming a leftie in Predator. And, alas, inadvertently introduced the GF to “I have spoken.” And after all the times I’ve teased her, she now has the power of I Have Spoken. And you know what? I’m glad, it can’t all be one sided :D.

      Also Baby Not Yoda is soooooooooooo cute. He turned up on my Valentine’s Day card from the GF. A box of Earl Grey made it into my pressie – Captain Picard’s personal fave (it was her brother’s suggestion, he loves his Trek). But cutest of all, little pills with little messages she wrote, rolled up tight, put in, and put the things back together. Soooooooooooo cute!!

      But let me stop here, because there are a lot of lonely people in the world, and not just for Valentine’s Day. Even I’ve been felt alone. Yeah, I’m in a relationship, and one night doing examen, I realised I felt alone. I know it comes from a lot of things growing up and living life, but it hit hard for a moment. So, here’s to the lonely, have a consideration for them, because not everybody has the chances many of us enjoy.

      Speaking of things not enjoyed, I handed Cyberpunk back. Yes, no second playthrough. Well, I did three of the four endings, and there was only one quest left to finish differently – not even a main quest. And, well, even with Keanu, I was disappointed. Hate to say it, it just ticked sci-fi boxes, did nothing new, and turned out to be one big second act with a let-down cliffhang.

      But it did something else, courtesy of the first person viewpoint. It messed with me. It was hard to differentiate the game happening to V from the game happening to me, and my anxiety, my depression, played up. Hell, I was on Halo the other night, finally up to the Flood, and the things jumping at me started to freak me out. A game I’ve already played with no ill effects. The wha?...

      I guess this is something I need to look out for in future, not just for the meh-delivered storyline. To think a game could push my brain into discomfort. I haven’t had this since Vertical Limit freaked me out. I guess what I want to say now is, here’s to the anxious, have a consideration, because not everybody is “normal.”

      As to the gaming front, hello Yakuza: Like A Dragon. Serious Yakuza drama, layered underworld grittiness, skewed logic, care and concern… which turned into Pokemon twice over, introduced me to rem Ram goat-headed guys in business suits. Yes, this game has underlying hilarity, firstly as a JRPG, but I’m hanging out for Dragon Kart! And most importantly, in third person. Ahh, escapism.

      Stories, stories, stories, I’m living them for worse or better. And neglecting my own. Um, well… Yeah. Disappointed just about covers it for me, letting gaming get in my way, not sitting myself down to the laptop, and when I did, flesh out another idea. Yeah, okay, that’s the writer’s curse, but the GF is pestering for a chapter of The Ways Out, and I’ve got little to show for it.

      Granted, the new idea comes out of Cyberpunk (it was good for something, and not just Stan!)… Then turned into a newer variant which I hope the themes will still come through. Or will just be another Mandalorian. Welp, ‘tis the writer’s life for me. And good old Lent, where I’m going to pick some things up, perhaps a good time to get back into things, and see about that chapter of TWO I’m half-way through.

      I guess that’s it. Feelings going forward are a bit mixed, but feelings coming into now seem worse in perspective. A good thing? I hope so. And I hope (okay, aim) to keep on my Lenten pick up’s and let go’s. Updates to follow on a Sunday I let myself get on ye olde Tweeter.

Until next time, have a good one!

T. M.