Uneasy
Sometimes it’s hard… Phil Fish quit the game industry this week. He was an abrasive and outspoken personality, a polarizing figure and, as he was known as such, was hounded incessantly by vicious internet wits via Twitter and forums until…
Eve DevBlog 44: The Lay of the Land
Sigh. And I am reminded forcibly of why I hate dedicating entire weeks to programming! Not only is the work sometimes a drag – I like programming, but it’s easy to get intimidated and/or frustrated by some of the problems…
Out of Control
I’ve been thinking about bad controls in games. What does it mean when people say that a game has bad controls? Usually, more often than not, they mean that it’s difficult to control. The more games I play, though, the…
Gratitude
It ain’t easy. I want to create, I want to make amazing and touching and wondrous art every day, live a life of endless and boundless creativity – that’s what I tell myself. It is so much easier to tell…
Eve DevBlog 43: Making a Stand
Okay! Time is kind of all starting to melt together into one undifferentiated mass in my mind right now, which is a sensation I associate with productivity, so it may have been a good week. Let’s find out! Item 1:…
Negotiations
I’ve been feeling really tired. I’m not sure whether it’s the weather, shakeups in my day-to-day life, or just another goddamn random mood swing, but right now it’s hard to get the things I want to do and need to…
Building Out Of Writer’s Blocks
Things stop me from creating. Most of them stem from myself, seemingly, but that may be an illusion: If the thing we are trying to achieve must be routed through one’s heart, as with the process of creation, then it…
Eve DevBlog 42: Rolling Along
So, as implied by the last update, right now I’m taking a hard look at what needs to be done to get this game into an alpha phase: Getting everything so that it works on the most fundamental level, ready…
Obligations
In all honesty, I just now was lying down to sleep and remembered that I needed to write something. Fuck. It’s like that dream where for reasons you don’t understand you’re giving a presentation on a subject you haven’t studied…
Fetch
Usually it’s a tennis ball: Sometimes (not often), still recognizable as such. She digs it out from among the tall weeds and brings it to me, and I throw it, and she runs out and grabs it and brings it…