Why do I game? Well, the simple answer is: because my dad brought home a Tandy Color Computer one day when I was really young and, after learning how to make my name blink in various colours, I started playing some of the games that the system offered, and have never looked back. But there are so many other reasons why I game and love doing so. I game because…
Mother, geek, executive assistant sith, gamer, writer, lazy succubus, blogger, bibliophile. Not necessarily in that order.
I recently read this article via Longform (a website that curates the internet’s best longform articles, which you should be following) about this author’s obsession with his Christmas village. You know the the ceramic houses and knick-knacks that line the aisles during the holiday season? Most of them seem to hail back to a bygone era that is a strange combination of Victorian and 1950s post-war America via a Norman Rockwell painting. Yeah. That Christmas village found in hobby shops and craft stores all over America.
The end of August contained a couple of the worst weeks of my life in about three years. It was surprising, just how awful they were. It was a whole combination of things: I had been working a lot for the past four months with no holidays, I was worried about a number of personal things, and then I received the news that my grandmother had died. (more…)
For a long time, I didn’t play many games. I didn’t grow up with enough expendable income to afford a large game library, and spent much of my childhood playing and replaying the few NES and Super Nintendo games I had—Super Mario Bros., Donkey Kong Country, and movie tie-ins of Toy Story and The Lion King.
Melissa Brinks is Sidequest’s editor in chief, co-creator of the Fake Geek Girls podcast, author of The Compendium of Magical Beasts, and an aspiring beekeeper. She once won an argument on the internet, and tweets at @MelissaBrinks.