Here is something I wrote once. Rain fell hard, each drop making its tiny, insignificant mark on the waterlogged ground beneath my feet as I ran. The sound of pursuit echoed behind me and made me conscious of every footprint I left amongst the many others before me, and even more behind. The path I weaved was punctuated by the bodies of those who ran and those who pursued. War makes no such distinction and claims all. They promised us victory. They promised us valor. They promised us Dulce et Decorum and delivered Patria Mori and still I ran. I ran from duty and I ran from honour but I still ran, God damn-it. The cacophony which permeated the air[…]

This post will neither be short nor particularly fun so pre-warned is pre..something. Whatever. The practice of ‘declawing’ (a misnomer as we shall see) a cat is almost a uniquely American one. The practice is defacto outlawed in the EU since the European Convention for the Protection of Pet Animals and outright illegal in certain European countries. Why, exactly the practice survives almost uniquely in the US I can’t be sure. Even the American Veterinary Medical Association does not actively condemn declawing despite being somewhat alone internationally in that regard. What exactly is declawing? A cat’s claw is not the same as a human nail for a couple of reasons. Firstly the claw is related to the skeletal structure of[…]

There have been a great deal of happenings in Communist Russia with Nexus. It has had a significant redesign and now sports a new matching web 2.0 aesthetic and name. I give you (a WiP) Nimbus: So why the change? It was becoming increasingly apparent that the previous Gun Metal Grey look wasn’t really doing it for me. The whole thing just looked like a bad hax0r Winamp skin in that it was neither clean nor stylish and would have been perfectly at home on a teenagers desktop just peeking out from beneath World of Warcraft. Members of the adventure gamer community (and indeed the indie gamer community as a whole) tend to be a little older and wiser than their AAA[…]

I feel like I should blog. Not for personal therapy nor for the benefit of my readership but merely because I like to press buttons. Buttons have always been a fascination for me. They have a tactile nature which obfuscates the pure power that can be attributed to them. There is a button right next to me marked Emergency Power Off. You have no idea how much I long to push that button. Buttons have sunk ships, blown up bridges and won wars but no one ever suspects the humble button. When I was about 6 or 7 years old I was in a local pub (I wasn’t drinking though, perhaps I was the designated driver.) and I decided it would be funny to[…]

It has come to my attention that I have not blogged for a while and so I feel like I should, ya know… blog. Can blog be used as a verb really? It’s short for Web-log and thus an abstraction of ‘log’ but does one really say “I should log soon” unless they are, of course a logger but that’s a wholly different profession altogether. One might write in ones log or log a particular event but one does not simply log. Sorry where was I? Right, Nexus! Nexus is a project I’m currently working on which aims to be a ‘digital delivery platform’ for indie games. Initially it will be for games written in AGS engine only but I see no reason why it couldn’t be expanded. Imagine[…]

I titled this blog post before I had the slightest of inklings as to its contents. Sometimes, however it is therapeutic to write one’s self into the ground, circling the pen around one’s feet, digging deeper until you emerge out the bottom.. or run out of ink. I sometimes wonder if I can truly reach out to people with my chosen medium. Is it conceivable that people put such stock in mere video games? It’s not that I feel it is an impediment to the actually tugging of the heartstrings but I feel it may be an obstacle, obscuring the very strings that need to be pulled. Are people conditioned to begin a video game with such low expectations that their[…]

So… When someone says ‘So…’ like that it sounds very much like they would like to get into your pants and this particular time is no different my friends. Man or woman, get em’ out. Wait, No. The snow is finally abating and today marks the first day in a while that I could drive to work without being afraid of wrapping myself inelegantly around a lamppost. Britain has been the target of much derision from our european friends. Specifically the ones who live on a planet where the inhabitants consider -20 celsius to be ‘a bit chilly..’. It’s not our fault we are terrible at extreme weather. It’s been bred into us over many generations of people who think[…]