I have spent the last 2 hours debating posting my opinion on an issue that I am passionate about. Not because I worry about backlash on the internet. But because I fear what I might say in reaction to said backlash on the internet. So before I begin, I might delete this soon to be massive wall of text for
Writing and I have had a fairly symbiotic relationship since I was very young. I am one of those weird children who enjoyed writing far more than reading at first. I discovered as I grew older that the reason behind this was as a result of me being both bored and disillusioned by what I was forced to read
A Perspective Change The Light is the True Evil Enemy Angels The Legion Conquers The Ancient Ones Awaken Defenders will die A Fascist Empire Killer Clown, G-d of Magic World of Ruin They are coming soon You may have dismissed that claim But they will get you Gotta Catch them all I tame the greatest Dragons And win with
Anyone who has played a video game quickly pictured one of these bosses the moment they read the title of the blog post. The Giant Space Flea from no where is normally a sign of poor game design where the creators knew they needed a boss fight as is normal in video games as you approach the end of
The Darkest Hour, a phrase overused for time eternity, and yet a phrase that I enjoy. One that shapes my writing style greatly. You know these moments in fiction. The time when the Villain looks like they may actually win (or does win in some cases changing the plot entirely) The moment where the trusted friend proves they were
There are three video games I played frequently as a child that could easily be described by this title, but of the three, one of them really stands out. As a child, there were quite a few things I got out of the game that I will spend this post describing. 9/11 was still fresh in my mind and