It's hard to believe how fast time is passing. Used to be a month was a long time, and a year...well, a year was an eternity. No longer is this the case. The older I get, the faster my life seems to slip away. It's like the vortex around the drain at the bottom of a bathtub: the closer you get to the center, the faster 'round you go.
I got an email from Amazon.com this morning, suggesting that I order a copy of Children of the Horned Rat, since I've previously ordered WFRP products. I was like, "Hey, no fair. I wrote it!" Well, part of it, at any rate. I keep having dreams (nightmares?) that my copies of the book show up, but I can't recognize any of the writing as my own.
This little evil test is making the rounds. I figure I'll join in and show you folks just how benign I actually am. It's sort of embarassing.
|You Are 28% Evil|
A bit of evil lurks in your heart, but you hide it well.
In some ways, you are the most dangerous kind of evil.
I've been reading a lot lately. Not "a lot" compared to some folks, but for me, yes. Good stuff, too. Unfortunately, it's research for a project and I can't really divulge what it is I'm reading up on. I'm such a tease.
So, GenCon comes closer to being a reality. I've recruited a crew of strangers for a pre-con playtest of my Thieves' World scenario. All I need to do now is nail down a venue for the playtest to take place. I'm aiming for Game Empire, a FLGS down in Clairemont Mesa. I need to head down there soon and see what I can dig up on reserving a table...if that's even possible.
And so it goes. I guess I should get back to work.