Wanna play Doom?

I’m paraphrasing a Friends quote there. I also just remembered that Doom is referenced in Friends. Crikey.

Anyway, Doom 2 was 20 recently, so I did some words on it here. You may have noticed that the main gif on these pages is a man’s face in varying states. That’s Doomguy. He’s the character, though you can hardly call him that, you play as in the Doom series. I love him, and it.

It’s a series I can still go back to any time I want, and I’ll always –¬†always – have fun with it. Saying it’s like popcorn in game form seems a bit dismissive, but only if you think popcorn is anything other than brilliant.

In fact, it’s probably more like popcorn with a steak on top, because then it’s amazing and delicious¬†and it fills you up, which popcorn alone doesn’t do.

Basically what I’m saying is: I’m hungry.

My best work? Maybe…

I like this feature that went up today – it was fun to write, even if it took a long time and… well, I’m not exactly rich because of it.

Read it here, if you’re so inclined.

It’s just… I feel some level of – I dunno, ‘kinship’? with Chris Roberts. Northern. Nerdy. Enthusiastic about space games. Not much bullshit about him. Likes good sci-fi.

I mean, the dude has millions and is a successful game-maker and film producer, whereas I’m a chump with three keyboards and a dog whose farts have become stinkier in recent weeks – there are differences.

But at a fundamental level I feel some weird bond with the man. That may colour any critical coverage of Star Citizen I give, so I’m likely to avoid that. But from a feature-writing perspective it makes me happy. Always nice to do something on someone you like and respect – and even better when they turn out to not be doucheasses.

Anyway, work and that innit. Imagine a world where people paid attention and I was paid well for what I did. Ha!


Mercs and berks

I’ve been a mercenary for a few months now – freelancer, whatever – and… it’s great. I mean, there’s no guaranteed pay and that’s stressful, but I’m back doing the sort of work I should be doing and I’m bloody well enjoying it.

Plus this time around I’m in London, so that’s opened up a few opportunities for me I didn’t have back in Bournemouth. Today I went to a digital arts workshop, which I’ll be returning to tomorrow and Sunday, and took all that ambiance in.

And let me tell you – it’s quite different to the world of videogaming events that I’m used to. There are these things at art workshops, at least from what I’ve seen, called ‘women’. There’s another rogue element too, called ‘people who aren’t young white men’. Honestly, I was blown away. Revelatory.

I know what you’re thinking – the women were in skimpy outfits, there to hawk whatever wares were on show, and the non-white folk were all working there, not attending of their own accord. But that’s not the case!

I got up on the mic (“microphone”) at the front of the room and asked, just to be sure. “Are you women and people of colour all here for work-related reasons, or were you forced into doing this in order to earn a bit of money with which you can feed and clothe yourselves?”

(Note: I expected they would all be there for work, so I didn’t ask if they were there for personal reasons)

Nobody answered and for some reason I was quickly and forcefully escorted out of the venue, before it was explained to me that there’s a world outside of that you see in the gaming press and other industries are actually far more open and welcoming to people from all walks of life.

You couldn’t make it up!!!

Hello you

So I’m back in this blogging thing, it seems. I won’t be doing one every single day, much as I know that pains you people, but I’ll be posting the odd thing here and there.

Mainly, though, I’ll be posting up the videos I do. Daft as they are. And using this site as some kind of online business card-cum-portfolio.

First person to snicker at ‘cum-portfolio’ loses Internet Points.

See you on the flipside, homeslices.