Dungeons and Dragons

During my long blogging blackout, I took over the reigns of my D&D group and started a campaign! Now if you're done thinking about what a loser I am for playing D&D, I can get around to actually talking about the interest of my running D&D, and it's not just my immense nerdliness.

Running a successful and fun D&D campaign isn't just a matter of randomly throwing together some monsters and vaguely planning out a dungeon; it's about writing an over-arching story that is powerful enough and interesting enough to involve all the characters playing; it's about writing a story that is flexible enough to allow characters to do what they wish while still allowing me to guide them to where I want them to go; it's about learning how your players work so that you can challenge them with fights, monsters, traps, political situations, and anything else you can come up with; most of all, especially for me, it's about being a writer with enough skill to entertain people, to keep within a certain set of rules, to break those rules when appropriate without the players ever knowing, and always to have a good time while doing it. Writing a campaign is so difficult and interesting that it has kept me entertained for months now, and will continue to do so for a few more.

Will I be happy to be a player again? Oh yes. Hell yes. God being in charge sucks sometimes. But for now being the god of this world is great.

Work can huff my nuts.

Yes, work is frustrating. It is, however, even more frustrating when you are kept idle and bored most of the time. Many a person has told me I'm an idiot for complaining about being bored at work, but each and every one of those people is fucking wrong. If I've been busy for days, weeks, months at a time, then having some down time is fantastic. Unfortunately, when work is the break and down time is the norm, boredom becomes unbearable you bastards.

This is a subject I have gone back and forth on here at work, that being what to do. As an amateur writer, I can often fill my time working on novels, my abortively bad short stories, or lately on my D&D campaign. However, if we reach a point that my muse is taking one of her week long smoke break (stupid bitch), then I'm up ye olde creek you never want to be up sans paddle. The only plus of this situation lately is that since I am seated in a fairly unpopular section of the building I don't really have to pretend to be working much and can fairly obviously just do whatever while I wait to actually get work.

Work may change. Maybe if I beg enough I'll actually get work. Maybe not. And don't think for a second that if a better option appeared I wouldn't leap with great enthusiasm at said option. There may be an option to work with my father doing what I actually trained for in college coming down the pipes soon, possibly. Maybe not, but that's a thought.

First Post!

Time for a new blog. My old blog was a pain to update due to Opera, the locked down nature of my machine here at work, and other issues, so here's a new one. There ain't much here yet, but there will be eventually.