I'd been warned by a number of people about this game, both from online reviews and actual testimony, that it was an emotional roller coaster. The first few hours, I wondered what the fuss was about. Sure, there were some heart tugging moments at the start, but nothing to cry about. I didn't see what the big deal was.
Then I got deeper and deeper into the game. When I finally got to its core, I realized what my friends were talking about. Too late, I was already bawling my eyes out. I am still tender as I write this.
To The Moon is video game storytelling done right. The late Roger Ebert caused a stir when he claimed that video games couldn't be art. If I recall the crux of his argument, it was that because he thought video games couldn't carry the author's emotional intent. Well, this game disproves Ebert's thesis. This game is art.
Blog Reboot. I'm starting this new blog. After hobbling through a couple of years with my original ten-over-years-old blog, I have had to throw in the towel. Blogger just wasn't fitting in my workflow anymore. Google has persistently withheld the Android client, I suppose in an effort to move its user base to Google+. WordPress, on the other hand, has just been improving consistently with new goodies all the time.
I still plan on keeping my old blog alive, but it will just be monthly highlights from here on. This year, I'm moving my main blog activities over to this site. I'll be trying something new, too. Just one post per day, following a preset structure, published in the evening.
Should I still be doing this, putting my journal out in the open for all to see? Well, we'll see about the wisdom of this project. Looking back at the past couple of years, this is something I've missed out doing, and those years have gone by without much record. That's a little sad. And I do miss writing. If this doesn't pan out, I'm calling it quits for good, but I think it certainly deserves one last try.
I completed nine mornings of Misa de Gallo. This is -- what? -- probably my tenth year of attending the dawn Masses leading up to Christmas. What I once thought was difficult to do has become difficult not to do. It's embedded as personal tradition now, and something I look forward to every Advent.
Midway through Cedar Sanderson's Pixie Noir. This book is written in the vein of Jim Butcher's Dresden Files but adopts its own take on the mythology. In some ways it's more solidly written but the plot development is also slower.
Still keeping up with my Spanish via Duolingo, but with this blog now up and my commitments in the open, I should be working on the other things in my list soon.