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Your Love is a Gold Mine
Aug. 30th, 2007 11:35 pmComing up on Labor Day weekend, the traditional end of summer. I'm ready for my favorite time of year (Labor Day through Thanksgiving) to settle in. Plans are underway for a good ol' day of grilling and eating and hanging out.
The degree to which GenCon relit my creative fires hit me tonight on the drive home from the Mutants & Masterminds game. A month ago, I was having trouble coming up with a session's worth of good ideas for one game. In the past two weeks, I've discussed a half-dozen, at least, games - not session or one-shot ideas, entire campaigns - with various and sundry folks. The best valve I've got for these seriously bright ideas is going to be Aaron's monthly open gaming days (and the games I get into at Half-Price Books) - even if the first two things I've got planned are returns to worlds I've already spent lots of game-time in, they're new ideas, and nicely focused.
I'm jazzed, friends. Very much so.
The nightmare imagery I discussed earlier is going to have to be exorcised via some particularly strong writing. I'm hoping that I can put it down on electrons, and then, in a couple of days, once I'm pretty sure it's out of my brain, delete the file and consign this mess to the quantum foam.
The degree to which GenCon relit my creative fires hit me tonight on the drive home from the Mutants & Masterminds game. A month ago, I was having trouble coming up with a session's worth of good ideas for one game. In the past two weeks, I've discussed a half-dozen, at least, games - not session or one-shot ideas, entire campaigns - with various and sundry folks. The best valve I've got for these seriously bright ideas is going to be Aaron's monthly open gaming days (and the games I get into at Half-Price Books) - even if the first two things I've got planned are returns to worlds I've already spent lots of game-time in, they're new ideas, and nicely focused.
I'm jazzed, friends. Very much so.
The nightmare imagery I discussed earlier is going to have to be exorcised via some particularly strong writing. I'm hoping that I can put it down on electrons, and then, in a couple of days, once I'm pretty sure it's out of my brain, delete the file and consign this mess to the quantum foam.