I’ve had quite an eventful week. Won’t go into specifics but I’ve pretty much embarrassed myself to a leading videogame publication, gained the support of another and working on something extreme all the while. For a teenager, this summer is going to be the most work-hard of all that I’ve had. Except that summer I spent counting the blades of grass, that wasn’t fun. Although it did teach me a lot about grass and French architecture… somehow.
How much does story matter to you?
I’m hinting at a future essay, out by the end of the month, since it will deal with the complexity of ‘story’ in videogames. So I won’t bother with my opinion for once. That and it would end up turning into an actual essay.
Go go comment.