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Made a post on my blog a few days ago where I talked about some of games I played and enjoyed (but did not manage to complete) in the last year:
“My life intersected with games in a rather epic way this year. By that I mean, of course, that I went from consuming them to making them. That on it’s own is a major upheaval of my entire sense of self. Add in the fact that what forced me into the creator role is the fact that nothing, nothing I did this year went as expected, and that once in the role of creator of games, my life continued to go off the rails.
I reached a point where I played nothing – not even board games – for a few months. I wanted nothing to do with forcing my brain through hoops. My brain was already vaulting through enough hoops. I wanted no games near my life. Then when I did pick them back up, things were different…
It’s now my job to play them. To see what else is out there and experience it for myself. To use what I learned in my own future practice.
Between all these thing, these upheavals, I stopped finishing things.
Thankfully, I managed to somehow end up playing games that reward meandering towards no particular end.” …