Is it weird that I swear my introduction to Tolkien was probably a 2003 platformer holding the name the Hobbit. It’s fitting in a way as gaming has always been a big part of my life. So why not have one of the best literary works be introduced to me this way as a game. I couldn’t beat it for the longest time, frankly the Flies and Spiders level was completely terifyihg. Not exactly the flies or spiders but the corpses! Yes little known to my 6 year old self but the Hobbit housed a spooky level. So being the brave boy I was… I watched my mom beat the level. That was that. I came back a few years later, my imagination had died down a bit and I was able to beat the fear and complete the game baring a few more mistakes.
Super Mario 3D all stars. It came out recently! Maybe you’ve heard of the mad dash to get the while scalpers go on in buying a bunch of copies of the games to resell to you in a couple years for a huge profit. Time will tell on that. But I never played these games included in the collection when I was younger than I am now so it is strange that the games still invoke that feeling of nostalgia. It is as if these games are specifically designed to make you feel younger. After all the design philosophy at Nintendo is, “If it’s not fun, why bother.” To which I say. That’s an excellent point. In fact if you don’t enjoy putting hours into something, what exactly would the benefit be in partaking in it. Now that’s not to say that you shouldn’t have serious times but make room for fun as well.
I don’t. know how many times I’ve heard something along the lines of do it for the niche how are you going to market it. Well technically I’m not.. Technically we are always making someone money every time we open our phones up. So let’s just say you should do what you want.. doing it for you and not the monetary gain will keep the burnout away. Here’s to hoping.
I’m on this day. Moving through in complete control of myself. Every day can be the best even in losing track.
When you’re trying your hardest to remain awake when on bus and your eyes keep closing and then you are in the first layer of sleep. Your mind pulls to the weirdest parts, as the outside world still contributes to the craziness within, do you still sleep?
In a perfect world I wouldn’t be disabled. I wouldn’t be here on this dial a ride. Honestly I don’t even like admitting it, feeling oh so similar to an admission of weakness. I get on the bus, “how much is it?” I ask.
“Dollar seventy for regular and a dollar for disabled.” Simple really. So I go hey can get the disability count? And I’m asked do you have proof.. and I’m like… “well I clearly am, I can barely stand right now. “ Not proudly of course. But it’s a fact.
Do you have documented proof?
I kind of laugh, ”i mean not with you. I’m not faking I honestly hate this. I have a a card that says I am if you need it.
”Well you need the proper card, ours is blue.”
I swear the world is overtaken by vogons. A burning feeling I got while I struggled to get off.
It was something so short lasted. The word count that I had worked meticulously to accumulate, gone and halved. The evidence of the disappearance very minimal, this is it, time for the factory reset, a purge to get fresh. But in reality everything is fine.
Good bye, I say this after a couple of months, that’s just how things work isn’t it. We go in with a hope, only to come out some time later disappointed. That’s life, no one is perfect sadly. Here I sit. What brings you to my mind, to the place where I most commonly spill my guts… everything pours out and luckily I have a reader such as yourself to listen and ponder as everyone does. As we should.
So I’m sitting there, looking at these books wrapped in white. There are small words on the front. Hand crafted of course, these small imperfections that add to the beauty of the project. I looked at them, my mind racing with the possibility. That happens a lot, I love when my mind races. The feeling of possibility is absolutely beautiful. It was a gamble sure. Money to be placed on something And you don’t know what, but with some amount of trust I went through and bought a book taking a serious chance and having the scared part of my brain say “no put it back! You could hate it! But also I could love it so I stopped worrying (I mean I tried to I just tuned it out!) then I went ahead read the white paper one last time and tore it open! Taking a leap and hoping with excitement.
Oh boy! You’ve finally hit it big, you’re doing what you love and making money at it. Life couldn’t be better, it took you a few years but when Hollywood gets ahold that long time to make they happen will be set and passed in a minute of screen time so all we must do is do our thing. Create what we must to get to our happiness and watch all the years later when that work is glossed over in a minute.