🌈🚀 Reliable wonder engine. I make narrative role-playing games that imagine a weirder, queerer, more connected world.
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Hi Reader, Welcome! Please, come in. Help yourself to snacks. I cut some daffodils and put them in a mason jar with clean water. I think daffs like a simple presentation, don't you? Guess what. The number of guests at our house has increased recently. Spring has sprung. Three days ago, Udo (our aging husky) found tiny rabbits. They're cottontails. Just three days old at the time, I'm guessing. They're snug in a hole Udo dug under our back deck. Well, it was his hole. Now it's their nest. He started to remove them (surprisingly carefully), but I pulled him away and put them back. We're pretty sure Mama Bun has come back to feed them, but we won't bother them for at least two weeks. This has also put a moratorium on lawn-mowing, which I can't say I'm sad about. We want to care for our new tenants, right? I admit it's hard to segue from that. There's really nothing about the bunnies that relates to tabletop role-playing games. I just had to tell you. Here, in brief, is what else is going on around here:
Last, I'm in the middle of a great game of Dream Askew, by Avery Alder. It's slice-of-life in an unevenly distributed apocalypse. It's full of wonderful weirdness. The world is crumbling, and we the players are finding new ways to be in community with each other. It's just amazing what new life is right under our feet, under our noses, or in our veins. Before we meet again this spring, I hope you find some renewal in your life—even if it's not tiny rabbits. I say, get into a game with good friends. That's a solid place to start. What you imagine today could become reality by this time next spring. Cheers, P.S. I'm spending a lot of time these days fulfilling orders for Raccoon Sky Pirates—which I love. If you know anyone who hasn't yet felt the joy of being a flying chaos gremlin, point them to IPR's website! |
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🌈🚀 Reliable wonder engine. I make narrative role-playing games that imagine a weirder, queerer, more connected world.
Hi Reader, Happy holidays! Please, come in. You're just in time for us to light the candles. What a year. In many ways, I won't be sorry to see the end of it. In other ways, it was wonderful. Regent Printers in Hong Kong have sent most of the hard proofs. I've reviewed the pages and requested a few corrections. I'm just waiting on proofs for the spot gloss, gold foil and ribbon bookmarks ... those last two for the special edition. They should've gotten here on Friday. Everything is bumping up...
Hi Reader, Welcome! Please, come in. There's still a few patches of snow on the ground—winter coming in fits and starts. How are you? Me? A weight is off my shoulders—Defy the Gods is at the printer. You can read more about it in the breathless Kickstarter update I sent out yesterday. In fairness, I was feeling breathless. Or like I was just starting to exhale. The printer is reviewing the files. They'll send a report by the end of the week. I'm gonna pay half the print cost soon, with an...
Hi Reader, Welcome! Please come in. It's rainy and blowy outside, and someone said we could get snow. But it's toasty in here. On the table, we have a pile of decorative gourds. I marked numbers on them with a Sharpie so you can roll them like dice. After months of frenzied work on Defy the Gods, I'm suddenly left with nothing to do. The text is complete, the book is laid out. We're waiting on the index and the last four pieces of art—out of 75! Sometime in the next 10 days, we'll submit the...