Monthly Archives: August 2014
I’ve had an epiphany lately. Finishing things is scary.
That may not seem like an epiphany. In fact, it might seem downright confusing. But believe me, it’s something that’s hard to admit to myself. Read the rest of this entry
Coffee Cup: There’s a crack in my lid!
Me: Oh noes! Well it’s a good thing I spotted it! I certainly won’t take a sip.
Coffee Cup: You sure?
Me: Of course!
Coffee Cup: You’ll forget.
Me: What? No I won’t!
Coffee Cup: Yes you will.
Me: Why on earth would I forget something that could potentially scald me?!
Coffee Cup: It’s a three minute walk to the office. A lot can happen in three minutes.
Me: You know nothing, coffee cup. You are a coffee cup, and therefore incapable of sound logic.
Coffee Cup: Well, that’s just—
Me: Can’t talk! Thinking about a funny goat video! Ohhhh, that goat—(takes sip) OH GOD OWWWW IT’S IN MY SHIRT!
Coffee Cup: If I had the ability to look smug I would.
It’s a new Whitless Letter! And I have to say, I am pleased with my efforts and am ever impressed with the skills of the Video Ninja.
I do love the Walking Dead series. I really do. It’s a riveting and brutal story with some of the best writing I’ve seen in a video game. But I would be remiss if I didn’t bring up the rising death toll.
From what I’ve been told, this is a pretty common thing for the Walking Dead whether it be the video game, the tv series or the comic. And it makes sense in a survival story. But MAN between this and the Last of Us my soul has been put through the figurative wringer.
I suppose it’s a plus that there are characters in this game that are likeable enough that I’m actually sorry that they die. But I really and truly am worried for the fate of my dear Clementine. She is one of the most awesome child characters out there and I hope to all the powers that be that Telltale gives her SOME sort of happy ending. It could even be a melancholy ending with a tinge of happiness! But she deserves SOMETHING after what she’s been put through these games. something? Anything?
…I need to play some Stanley Parable to learn to laugh again…
And I would say more, but I’m off to a cottage! Train time!
Stress Dreams: Hey there Manda!
Me: Hey there Stress Dreams. Look, I know you love torturing my psyche, but maybe you could give it a rest for tonight? I really do need to sleep.
Stress Dreams: That’s okay! I’ve changed my ways! Look, it’s a dream about getting a new, awesomely paid job that you enjoy!
Stress Dreams: Look how awesome the office is!
Me: So many windows!
Stress Dreams: And you make 15k more than you do now!
Me: I CAN BUY A PS4!
Stress Dreams: Seems pretty amazing and real, doesn’t it?
Me: It really does! I feel great!
Stress Dreams: Now wake up.
Me: What do you….STRESS DREAMS!
Stress Dreams: PA HAHAHAHAH, ENJOY COLD HARD REALITY, LOSER!
Me: Not cool, Stress Dreams.
Stress Dreams: You’re right. Fall back asleep.
Me:…Okay…hey, I still have the dream job. That’s not so bad.
Stress Dreams: Except now you have to tell your current boss that you’re GIVING TWO WEEKS NOTICE AFTER EIGHT YEARS OF EMPLOYMENT!
Me: AHHHH! CONFRONTATIONS!
Stress Dreams: MWA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Me: I’m gonna wake up!
Stress Dreams: I WON’T LET YOU!
Me: I HATE YOUUUU!
Part of me knows that feeling like your work is crap and pushing through is all part of the creative process. But most of me still felt frustrated this past weekend.
Script: hey, Manda!
Me: Go away!
Script: I still suck!
Me: I’m doing laundry!
Script: I’m not feeling too great. I’ve got a terrible case of the First Drafts.
Me: I have to make dinner.
Script: You’ve gotta work on me eventually!
Me: I did! For four hours!
Script: Really? I still feel like I suck.
Me: I made changes.
Script: I could use some more character development though.
Me: I’m ignoring you.
Script: And maybe some better flow. You’ve basically patched me together. I’m like the Frankenstein of scripts right now.
Script: What are you doing?
Me: Watching new Gravity Falls episodes.
Script: This is awesome! It’s a much better script than me.
Me: Can’t you minimize?!
Script: NOT UNTIL YOU ACCEPT YOUR POTENTIAL CRAPPINESS AND WRITE! I NEED TO FEEL PRETTY!