it's been a while.

Not to be dramatic (a sense you may not have gotten from the title), but it really has just... been a while. Not without reason, of course, but whether that reason is particularly interesting is up for debate. I simply wanted to do other things more, and this blog had fallen through my priority list like it had been dangling recklessly from the edge of a suspiciously high cliff. I mostly do this blog for myself, after all. Though I do appreciate the, like, three readers that comment on some of my stuff. I want you to know I love you.

Anyway, I did get a job. It's not interesting, honestly, but it gives me time to work on my writing and pay the bills, so it'll do the job for now. I'm working on a novel and a short story collection (I'm hoping it's as interesting as it sounds in my head) that I'll work up the energy to put effort into marketing soon. Though I've never really been that good at the social media aspect of it - call it a character flaw (it is), but I always seem to find myself sucked out of reality when I try and post enough to garner some algorithmic aid in growing my accounts. My aim in life is to make enough money that I can create the content and then pay for someone else to post them. Ah, the dream.

I'm also working on my masters - I got into the prestigious university of my dreams, though I'm probably not going to make it on campus until the second year of it because I'm being stubborn about taking maintenance loans and I want to fund my time there out of my own pocket. Getting out more tuition fees struck me down already, but as I'm paid in pennies currently, gathering together eighteen thousand seemed unlikely. I doubt this is a problem that only buying Asda Essentials could solve. But anyway, I get to learn about narratives, which is cool, and also data and programming, which I know less about but I'm pretty excited to get into. They even have a module on gamifying narratives, which has my game writing brain throwing flips. My eye will twitch if I can't get into that module, which reminds me - I should definitely make sure all my options are submitted.

And I'm also working on a comic series with a nice company. I've figured out the next four years of plotting, so now it just has to be written.

Oh yeah, and I'm still making more games. I'm learning Python, which is fun. I'm hoping it'll help me understand how to make better looking games so I have something of actual interest for people to look at while absorbing my narratives. The pain of multi-media. At least it looks cool at the end.

But despite this, I think I'll start writing here again. I have some fun ideas for what I can write about, and maybe I'll get around to actually promoting it so people see it. I should probably do that considering I pay around £70 a year for this blog, but it's entirely because I just want somewhere casual that looks a little cool to put my thoughts. And it serves as a place where things I write can be easily accessed. Sure, writing serves a purpose regardless of whether its read by anyone, even its own author - but I'd like to think I have thoughts that other people might enjoy, so it's nice to think I can leave them somewhere that people can find them, just in case they find something in them that not even I really understood. Words are mysterious like that; even the written word speaks.

So, I hope you find something somewhere in this blog that makes a little bit of your brain click into place. Like a lonesome plug socket you've just discovered in an overlooked corner of the house you've always lived in. Sometimes I think that's just my frontal lobe developing connection by connection, but I've seen it in those older than me - I suppose brains are always making little connections that slightly alter the whole, and they simply continue to do this, forever. After a few years, the entire picture looks a bit different, a bit more defined, and you start to think your past self was just... not seeing enough. But then in another few years, in a moment of retrospection, the thought remains exactly the same. The past is always a few steps behind, regardless of what its present believes. I look forward to growing older and seeing everything a little clearer.