I'm a freelance writer, designer, and game developer. My name is Will Hindmarch, and this is a notebook I keep on the web.
Twitter. Love it or loathe it — and, hell, I love it — it is different things to different people. Here’s some of what it is to me.
Twitter’s a microphone and a transmitter. It broadcasts to anyone who tunes in. It’s public, visible, and complicated. The transmissions twine together and ricochet and intersect and align and diverge. It can all be maddening complex, harmonious and disharmonious, full of chords and discord. It’s a big deal.
Some of my favorite thinkers, writers, and personalities don’t think very highly of Twitter or its power or its actual usage in practice. I think they’re mistaken. It’s made friendships possible. It’s made revolutions possible. It’s been used and abused and misused — because it is a tool and that is how it goes with tools.
Sometimes I hear that Twitter is a space, and that’s a useful and powerful metaphor but it is only a metaphor. Twitter is not a space. It is not a safe space.Read more
I watched half of a PBS show about Anglo-Saxon, Viking, and Norman history in the east of England and you can sure bet we mentally noted some names for the wolfhound we’ll get one day.
Next week: Gen Con.
I’ve been going to Gen Con pretty steadily for fifteen years or so. I missed one in there — the year Things We Think About Games debuted, of course — and I’ve had good and bad years at the convention. The bad years are usually my own doing, the result of my own health or fitness at the time of the show.
Gen Con is a wonderful collection of events (with some static, some noise in the signal, some angst and frustrations amid the fun, sure) and it is historically one of the landmarks of my summer, if not my year. A lot of my friends in the gaming sector live far away from me and this is when i get to see a lot of them. Historically, this is also when I drum up some of my freelance work for the rest of the year.
This year, I’m making sure to visit the ENnie award ceremony, too, since a thing I made with Jeff Tidball, for Pelgrane Press (based on Kenneth Hite’s Trail of Cthulhu game), is nominated in a few categories. (It’s called Eternal Lies.) I was nominated for a product I designed once before, in the first or second year of the awards, when they were held in a lobby in Milwaukee (as I recall), but that was 12 or 13 years ago. I’ve worked on products that have been nominated (and won awards for publishers or other writers), but I don’t have an ENnie for my own work yet. Whether we win anything or not, I’m excited to go to the awards and see people and applaud hard.
And yet.Read more
Today is already super disappointing and diminishing and while I am trying to stay upright through it I am also wrestling with reminders that I must project confidence while also admitting that I am the worst. When my brain gets into this #hyperb space, it takes rather a lot of energy just to find the middle path.
Some day soon I must accept that I cannot do everything I want to, everything that my betters can do, everything that healthy people can do. It’s unfair to others for me to strive at things I cannot achieve. I should make room at some tables for those who can bring it.
Even this is something I shouldn’t be writing, because it’s subtweet-like and uncomfortable for others and those are unacceptable traits. So it goes.
Onward, into the day, anyway.