Thinking

It is almost impossible for me to repeat a piece of that requires thinking. Maybe you can relate to it, regardless it it was a letter that I was writing, or if had gathered notes from disconnected bits from the internet; if somehow I lose it, I can not make…

Emergence

I like to simulate things. Big things. Things that are very predictable in theory, but almost impossible to do so purely with intuition. Like a bunch of animals in a farm, or a bacteria growing in a petri dish. I like creating worlds and watch things change, move & grow;…

Mornings

Mornings are something that I do no associate story telling with. It is time for work, time to grab hold of the day. And work is inherently serious; serious to a degree that there can be no space for a story to be told. Stories are distracting & messy. And…

The evenings

It is harder to write in the evening. By the time the day winds down, I have already had experienced the day, and my thoughts are muddled by the hours gone. There are no fresh thought; the fruits of the day have been cut and left out in the open.…

Daggerheart Domain Card System

I do like Daggerheart as a game system a lot. It gives a lot of player agency while still providing a formal ruleset for the GM to take over, the fear mechanic. The more fear that is built up, the more dangerous it gets for the party. This creates an…

TTRPGs

Yesterday, we played another session of Daggerheart. I realised how much I love Table Top Role Playing Games. In my mind, it is truly the best way to spend some time with friends, without running out of things to talk about. And I made some notes for myself. The strategic…

Other Worlds

Sprawling worlds in games and stories have been so popular. The enclosed map within a copy of Lord of the Rings, a map for a Dungeons and Dragons campaign. I have deep fondness for such worlds, deep and distant, dense, yet open. I run a Daggerheart campaign, where I realised,…

Writing Stories

Today I thought I would write a tiny story, a micro-fiction of sorts. But when I actually sat down to write it, I realised I had nothing. This was not always the case; I could write stories fairly easily. They were not good stories, but they were fiction. I…