Lost in the Webernets.

I tried to post to my game today, but it was eaten. I just sent it again--I saved the posting, just in case of such an instance. You see, the posting was made to a mailing list, and this mailing list has a long and illustrious history of sometimes losing things.

My game started in 1998, as an offshoot of Circle Daybreak, which is a site for fans of L.J. Smith. The game is an RPG, so we run around writing posts from the point of view of L.J. Smith's characters. This was the game that got me into writing.

I will write more about it shortly, but my landpeople just called and said I can come over and take pictures and measurements of my soon-to-be-room.

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And now I'm back, a little worse the wear for Naan n' Curry, red wine and chai. I got get my measurements and pictures, and also about 45 minutes of standing on a ladder holding up telephone wires in the rain. I will put the pictures and a schematic thingy up when I am less toasted.

So, game: I just re-sent the post, and it looks like it will go through this time, rawk. I don't feel like it's my best post ever, but being as posting is a quick and dirty style of writing, most of my posts are frankly not going to be worthy of praise. The ones that are, I will link here. And as for the ones that aren't: the more important thing is that they get done.

In the past, posting has functioned for me like sometimes running the engine of a garage-car. It kept my imagination functional on all 8 cylinders, kept me processing the books I read and the world around me, even if I wasn't writing words-for-stories or words-for-poems or words-for-lyrics. And it's a great way, I think, to learn the details of making characters, because one is forced to walk around in their head, and answer all the questions they tell you to ask in those character creation books, and more.

It's not such a great way to learn, say, plot, or setting. But that's a discussion for another time.