I got up this morning to record another episode of the “Title Pending” Podcast. I have just now decided that I’m not going to do that. It’s not a matter of not wanting to work or what have you. It’s simply a matter of having no idea what direction to go in. I’m going to have to work on some formatting stuff before I keep going with it. Do some proper segment production, if that’s the target. With any luck, I’ll be able to rewrite the show and have a new one out by next Saturday.
With that, the first “Indie Spotlight” review hits today. I’m going to be doing those every Saturday as well. The intention is to find one game every week and shine a little spotlight on it. These games will be newer and lesser-known titles in the Itch.io library. My original intention was to find games that I really liked and just write about those, but for the time being I’m just playing games that strike me and writing them up as they are, for better or worse. These reviews will not actually feature scores for the games being viewed. Just my impressions and whether or not I recommend you actually play the game.
I woke up way too early with the podcast in mind. I’m going to have to schedule this for publishing at a much more reasonable hour.
On a more personal note, I’ve been thinking a lot lately about death. I think about death almost constantly, but lately it has been in much more concrete terms. I’m going to die and, though I’m only 24, there is no guarantee that it’s going to happen in the terribly-distant future. Aside from the raw fear of the unknowable sensation of a ceased consciousness, I’m consumed with the humbling prospect that when I die, I’ll do so without a legacy. Don’t get me wrong, I have children, but at their age they really wouldn’t remember me if I died today. Could you imagine? Being nothing more than a vague blur in the mind of your own progeny?
I need to stop talking like this, I’m actually bumming myself out.