I love new content! There are new quests to do, new things to ooh and aah over. Cutscenes and lore and all the new goodies that come with a new (or old) chunk of Azeroth popping into existence.
What I don’t like is all of the people.
I spent last Friday fighting server queue times, insta-spawning quest monsters, rares that are only up long enough to click once and pray you do damage before they’re down again, and layers upon layers of friendly folks who’ve buried the quest givers under a sea of mounts… It the same thing that happened with MoP and it’s enough to make a Kitty Blender of Doom™ take a vacation.
I can’t wait to play the expansion, but after a long day of work the last thing I really want to do is fight with the game for a chance play my Kitty Cuisinart™. So I think I’m going to throw in the towel/keyboard for this first week and let the newness wear off a bit.
In the meantime I’m just going to soak in the awesome goodness from alltheotherWoWblogs on my blogroll and maybe play a little SWTOR on the side…
Margaret’s post I Feel Like a Fake. Anyone Else? caught me at just the right moment this morning. I’d been wading through my old short stories trying to find bones to wrap NaNoWriMo wordcounts around, all while pushing aside art projects so I could see my desk.
She asked the question: What will it take for you to believe you’re an artist?
I thought about it, in terms of Artist and Writer and I’m honestly not sure where that bar is at for me. When people ask me I will always respond with “I’m an Artist/Writer, but…”
So I’m going to do an experiment!
Starting today I’m going to make a list of all the Buts and then I’m going to chase each of them down MythBuster‘s style and see if they are actually true.
I’ll do a post at least once a month on which Buts I’ve Busted and what the results were. (Some will obviously take less time to test than others.)
1. Tiny wisps of clouds float by on the horizon, like lost sheep scattered out across the sea.
2. She’s reduced her life to the very minimalist edge, everything she used to cherish now lives in photographs on the web.
3. Everything turns colorless as soon as the glasses turn on, the Technicolor jungle reduced to a grayscale version that immediately soothes his headache.
4. “I didn’t bother to patent the machine because it doesn’t work,” he grinned at her between mouthfuls of steak. “My competitors can try and backwards engineer it till the stars burns out and they still won’t find the secret.”
“Which is what?”
5. Breaking a leg is a thousand times worse than she’d imagined, but it was still totally worth it to see the look on his face.
I had grand plans to get on World of Warcraft tonight after work– it’s a new expansion so there’s plenty to do on my main that isn’t just a max-level grind. But alas, the entire rest of the universe wanted to do the same. Whodathunk?
So instead of walking away the miles while I play all things New and Improved™ I’m staring at a screen that constantly changes it’s mind on how long I have to wait.
But I am a patient kitty and soon new levels of foes will taste my claws… at some point… eventually… *goes off to play on other WoW blogs in the meantime*
This year’s NaNoWriMo has turned into another series of short stories and that’s sent me digging back into the vaults to see which outlines are ripe for word counts. I didn’t plan for the first story to die out at 10k, or the second to round out a 5k, so I’m needing some serious story bones right now…
So far I have finished off
The Tear’s of Winter — New universe, 10kish
Werewolf Sick Days — Tales of the Drunken Unicorn, 5kish
Older Stuff I have I can work on
Last Requests — Nothing done on this one other than the really rough outline
Chewtoys — Plenty of room for prose expansion on ‘this is what happened’ sum-up bits
Silverwitch — very very rough idea of where it was going, so lots of room to run
The Ties That Bind — Lots to prose out still, but it might be better to finish Silverwitch instead of working on the sequel
Inheritance — Still needs a lot of prose written, but the story itself has issues, might be good to work those out in a NaNo rush.
Natural Instincts — Almost no prose done, pretty much an untouched universe so lots of room to wiggle
Three Tequila, Floor — Lots of room to run here, very vaguely roughed out. Also bonus for being in the same ‘verse as Werewolf Sick Days (TotDU)
The Wolves of Windsor Dorm — Only a very loose idea, but I keep referring to it in the other TotDU stories
I have a few other stories in the wings, but I think I’ll start with these and roll out the others as needed!
1. The soundproofing is excellent and they watch the world burn in silence.
2. “Ever flower color has a meaning,” he said, fingers tracing the various cut blooms, “although sometimes they lie, if you put them together right.”
“You can make sarcastic flower arrangements?” She looked up from her phone, “Seriously?”
3. Old spacer stories were full of predictions of worlds where coffee wouldn’t grow– but history had apparently underestimated botanists.
4. “We’ll always procrastinate,” she said dismissively waving the wrench. “Even without cellphones and laptops– the trick is to procrastinate actively, not passively. So stop watching YouTube and help me come build my freeze ray!”
5. Ambush hunters thrive in the jungles and the colonists learn quickly that their lives depend more on luck than skill.