This is without a doubt the most minimal here and then gone to date. I was wondering what it would look like if you tried to make a game that is a single sentence, and this is the result.
My other big ongoing project is an attempt to flatten the typical hierarchy between game designer and player, and I think this is maybe leaning on my work there. I think a game that is a single sentence probably requires its players to bring something of themselves to the table, to flesh out the game and make it complete and real.
And I imagine it will instantly fall apart with players who are not willing to take an active role in designing the games they play.
I've no idea if it actually works as a game, but I like the idea of games that are intentionally incomplete, and can only be played by players who are willing to actively collaborate with the designer.
The collapse of the Neopets bourgeoisie
A beautiful piece of writing about a couple of songs from The Muppet Movie
A long character portrait of the CIA chief of counterintelligence in the 60's. Full of conspiracy theories and paranoia, but focused on the person at the heart of it rather than any kind of explanations or debunking.
From Akwaeke Emezi's Content Warning: Everything:
Self-Portrait as an Angel
i will most certainly have wings of roaring flame
eleven of them, seven unstable faces, your worst
shame as my eyes, your darkest desire as
my sword, bloody and oh so beautiful
and i will finally look
like the terrible thing
i have always been
haven't you always
wanted power beyond
sense, haven't you asked for it
in your most sinful nights, sworn to pay
whatever the cost? i am not here to answer
or lend grace, perhaps you do not understand
how this actually works. i think
you should be very afraid.
A cool-looking static site generator for music if you're looking for an alternative to bandcamp.
An Atari ST emulating a C64 to play some heavy chiptune acid.
I really liked this recent gameboy colour horror game.
A couple of bits of writing on hope.
Sarah Kendzior writing about spending time alone in the Don Robinson State Park.
It's already December and I've not arranged a single Christmas present, so I need to get my act together and make sure the people in my life know I'm thinking of them over the holidays. So I'll leave you here. Take care, wrap up warm, and I'll see you in the next year.