This is what academic types might call fetishization. I'd call it an okay piece of writing. Whatever it is, it's my first piece for B4HD, the newly launched retro gaming site. You might wanna have a nosey around the rest of the site if you like that kind of thing...
I'm simultaneously proud and utterly ashamed of the piece that's just been posted on Resolution. It's 87% fictional, which is probably a betrayal in itself, but that 13% is still enough to make it hugely embarrassing for me to re-read.
My meandering review of Persona 3 has now been posted over at Savy Gamer. At 1,600 words it's a slight test of endurance, but on the whole I'm pretty pleased with how it turned out.
Updates here have been somewhere between few and far recently - and I apologise to the very small number of people that might have been bothered by that. However, I haven't just been drinking and playing videogames for the past three weeks.
I don't want to say too much too soon (as I find talking about an idea is often the best way to kill enthusiasm for it) but suffice to say I have given myself "a project". As things take shape I will probably post more details here, but that's all I'm telling for now.
Useless I know, but maybe you can console yourself with this amusing image I've stolen from Passive Aggressive Notes?
Alternatively, start watching the best review of Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones you'll ever see.
Generally if I'm writing I have to do it in silence. If I put some music on and it's any good then I won't be able to concentrate on what I'm saying, because my attention is all too easily stolen by a good tune. And if the music is rubbish, then, well, why would I bother listening to it in the first place?
In the summer of last year I went on my first proper lads' stag weekend. For some reason I wrote but never got around to posting the following list of lessons I learnt from that debaunched weekend in Nottingham.
Lesson One
Indoor golf is no more fun than outdoor golf.
Lesson Two
Black Jack is not a game of skill.
Lesson Three
Getting 60% accuracy against clay pigeons while armed with a 12-gauge shotgun makes you feel 60% more manly.
Lesson Four
Lapdances are almost worth the asking price.
Lesson Five
A gang of 16 guys have zero chance of getting into a club at 2am.
Lesson Six
You can always find one scummy over-crowded bar that will serve anyone 'til 4am.
Lesson Seven
There's less cruelty involved in the making of a beef burger than a chicken burger.
