Jinked

It’s so nice to have the zine done. Finally. It was a lot of work and a lot of glue, but I really like the end result. It’s snazzy for a first-zine, I think. I know I learned a hell of a lot while making it. Perhaps the greatest lesson of all was ACCOUNT FOR MARGINS. Still, I love it for all its flaws. I can’t wait to leave copies of it places for people to find. It’s like leaving pots of gold at the end of different rainbows, there to make someone’s day.

Tonight was also the start of Shaun’s Pathfinder campaign. Role playing! So awesome. I really dig how he DMs with so much back story and description. He makes the world we’re playing that much more rich. I can see the colors of Medagio’s mansion, taste the ale, hear the gossip of people lurking in taverns. To me, role playing is like acting out a huge novel. We supply the bulk of the characterization while the DM creates a well-woven backdrop for us to place them. I lose myself easily in the whole process of it. Role playing is writing without paper, without complete control and extra variables. It’s amazing stuff.

I’m trying to take a step back from myself and my obsession with producing. I’m trying to look at the flowers and just enjoy my walk. Since the weather has been nice, I’ve been walking more, just looking around noticing how winter’s grip is losing its hold. I’m easy-going, and I’m doing my best not to sweat the small stuff.

I have a lot to write tomorrow. Definitely.