Finishing Breath of the Wild

Finishing Breath of the Wild

I didn’t really mean to finish the game at all, which is the weird thing. I was just looking to get more drops from the monsters that live in and near the castle, and while I was at it I wanted to find one of the collectables in the castle as well. But I made a turn into a big room and suddenly it’s cutscene central and I’m in the big final boss fight. And I won.

And sat there. It was 2:30 am. I beat the game at half past two in the morning. When I was done it gave me a save game file that was saved right before fighting the boss, but now it had a star next to the location on the save file. That was it.

And I found I didn’t want the game to be over. I had grown fond of Hyrule, more fond of it than I had of any other video game world. This is not my first Zelda game either. As much as I loved playing A Link Between Worlds, when I finished that game I didn’t instantly go back and wander around the environment some more. I found a new game to play. And I could do that now. Except I don’t want to play a different game.

Some years ago, when Myst was new, one of my friends finished the game in a night and then spent a couple of weeks playing the game by just wandering around its environments. At the time I didn’t understand that, not really. But now, as I load up my star-studded save game and go back to Hyrule and find upgrades for armor sets that are ostensibly for a fight I’ve already won, now I get it.

Relative Value

Relative Value

So, my work mouse is dying, which got me thinking about value calculations.

I’m willing to pay for an excellent product, if it does something I need. Or even if it does something I want. But those calculations get weird. Here’s what I mean:

This mouse:

Costs as much as this computer:

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Which is odd of you think about it. One is an input mechanism, the other is an entire computer. How could they possibly be worth the same amount of money? And for that matter, why did I pay as much as both of those things put together for this pair of headphones:

The answer, I guess, is because that’s where my values are. I don’t much care about which mouse I use, so I’m not willing to pay all that much for a mouse. I like small computers, so I’m willing to pay for a weird small computer. I love good headphones, so I’m willing to pay  more for them.

First world non-problems, I realize. But here’s the thing. I have no idea about the relative expenses in making these three items. The headphones might be cheaper to manufacture than either the mouse or the PocketC.H.I.P. They’re certainly less difficult. Maybe Sennheiser is using really expensive materials and the price is justified. Maybe they just manufacture to very high standards (they are very wonderful headphones) and the price is justified by the care they took in their creation.

I Didn’t Like Rogue One, But Now I Do

I Didn’t Like Rogue One, But Now I Do

The only movies I have seen in theaters in the past five years have been Star Wars movies. (Before that I saw Tron: Legacy)

I went into The Force Awakens with dubious expectations. The prequel trilogy had damaged me as it has damaged so many others. But from the first scene Episode VII turned me into a little kid again, as excited and smiling as I had been when I saw Return of the Jedi on the big screen.

So I had high hopes for Rogue One. I had kept myself as spoiler free as possible to better let it wash over me on the big screen, to let it transport me back to that childhood where I didn’t even know what spoilers were.

Only, it didn’t. It was odd. I could see how well crafted every scene was, I could see how interesting and skillfully written every character was. But it didn’t move me like The Force Awakens had. And when Rogue One ended I found myself entirely untouched by what was objectively a very emotional ending. I walked out of the theater strangely unfulfilled.

But I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

And the more I thought about it, the better I liked it. I liked knowing these stories, these characters. I found greater appreciation for the cast that gave so much to let the Skywalker Family Reunion happen in the upcoming movies.

And I found more appreciation for the work that had gone into making a movie that fit so well with a movie made forty years earlier. I loved the X-Wing pilots in their 70’s mustaches. I loved the outfits that harked back to earth styles that had faded before I went to kindergarten.

So, while Rogue One wasn’t able to transport me back to my six year old self, it is a movie that works for a whole different set of reasons.


Semi-Comical aside: While I was watching Rogue One I kept thinking “Why isn’t Krennic limping? Where is his cane?” It wasn’t until two days later I realized I was conflating him with MacPhearson from Space Mutiny.

Coming Soon…

Coming Soon…

A brand new book in a brand new format. A book whose main draw is that it will grow and evolve over the next year. A book collecting my greatest hits from over ten years of blogging and writing fiction. A book of remastered classics and astonishing new fiction as well.

A book full of things I never said.

Are you excited? I’m excited.

 

How I (try to) Deal With People

How I (try to) Deal With People

In church we teach our kids a simple song that has taken on much more significance for me as I’ve grown older. It’s very short:

Jesus said love ev’ryone;

Treat them kindly, too.

When your heart is filled with love,

Others will love you.

— Moiselle Renstrom 1889-1956

What I love about this song is that it’s not at all vague about how you should treat people. Let’s try a few questions. For example, should I love people who have different political views?

Jesus said love ev’ryone;

But surely not people who think things that I think are good are bad, or people who think that things I think are bad are good!

love ev’ryone;

Okay but what about…

ev’ryone

Okay, I should love ev’ryone..er, everyone. But, that can mean, like, tough love, right? Like, love the sinner hate the sin, right? Scare ’em straight.

treat them kindly, too.

ah, okay, true. No scaring people straight. Just love everyone and treat them kindly.

But, I mean, that can’t actually work, right? the world will just stomp me into the ground.

When your  heart is filled with love

Others will love you.

…Naaaaaaah, it can’t be that simple.

Winning friends begins with friendliness. –Dale Carnegie

Wait, what are you doing here, Dale Carnegie?

The legendary French aviation pioneer and author Antoine de Saint-Exupéry wrote: “I have no right to say or do anything that diminishes a man in his own eyes. What matters is not what I think of him, but what he thinks of himself. Hurting a man in his dignity is a crime.” –Dale Carnegie

And you brought a friend? Okay, if a primary song, Dale Carnegie and Antoine de Saint-Exupéry all agree, I guess I can give it a shot.

So this is how I try to deal with people. I’m not perfect at it, of course I’m not. But I’m happier now than I was when I was trying to keep the world at arm’s length through cynicism and sarcasm.

 

NaNoWriMo Year Nine

NaNoWriMo Year Nine

I’ve been participating in National Novel Writing Month so long they needed a second row for a

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Purple means “won”, teal means “participated.” The Halo means I donated.

ll the icons. Next year I hit double digits. And what have I gotten out of it? Have I published any novels? Am I famous? Or am I just wasting my time?

Well, neither. No, I haven’t published a novel, but that’s not because I haven’t been writing, or because NaNoWriMo is useless to me. But I have written a lot, and have sharpened my skills, and kept my hand in as I go through a lot of life stuff.

And I’ve written and self-published a couple of tech books, something I never thought I’d do. I’ve loved that experience as well.

I’ve found the confidence to keep writing even when it feels like it might just be pointless, even when the book I’m working on feels like a train wreck. And I’ve found a large community of helpful people and resources that help me see the value in pressing forward in my noveling even if it never will make me rich and/or famous.

I honestly believe that creativity is its own reward. I’m greateful to NaNoWriMo for encouraging that belief.