Friday Mea Culpa: No Excuse Edition.

Mea culpa, mea culpa...

Okay, look. I know going over two weeks between posts is total bullshit. I know I've let down my tens of readers, and for that I'm sorry. I don't really have a good excuse, not one that holds water anyway. Let's just say that I took a little hiatus, and I'm in good company, but now I'm back. Instead of boring you with what I did on my hiatus, I'll just skim some important points, starting with what caused my absence, the train-wreck that was Origins.

On my way to Origins

Okay kids, I'm out of here. Time to load up the car and hit the road. I'm off to Origins to shmooze, see old friends, make new friends, and generally have a larf. Hopefully I'll see some of you there. If any of you are going to be there as well, drop me an email, my address is in my profile over there at the left. Sorry this note is so brief, I've been buried under con prep. Perhaps I'll do some on-site blogging from Origins, or at least some tweeting. I'll surely have a lot to talk about come Monday. So, have a good week/weekend y'all. We'll talk next week.

Putting the Pro in Procrastination

If writers are, in the words of the inestimable Chuck Wendig, procrastinating shitheads, then I am their high-priest. Origins is six days away. Guess who has two thumbs and has only one of his four games ready for Origins. This guy. Right. Six days to port three games into new systems, build characters in those systems, and get familiar enough with those systems so that I don't look like an idiot. But that's not really what I came here to talk about today. Not really anyway. There's something else I've been putting off. Something in regards to Origins, and something that I need some advice on.

Anatomy of a Con Game

Okay, you guys are here, this door is open but it's dark inside. Who's going first?

Hot damn, two updates in as many days! I might just make it in the high-stakes game of RPG blogging after all. What I need now is a montage of me typing, staring into space, drinking coffee, changing diapers, and doing push-ups or jumping jacks or something backed up by the A-Team theme. Anyway, I woke up this morning in a cold sweat with a terrible realization. Origins is twenty days away! Twenty! Know how much of the prep I have done for my games? None. Well, hell. This is pretty typical, for me at least. I'm a terrible procrastinator, why put off 'til tomorrow what you can do next week? So, I've got a lot of work to do. A lot. But I figured I could procrastinate just a little longer and make a post about what goes into a good con game.

No! Sleep! 'til Columbus! Living Life Four Hours at a Time for Five Days Straight.

Oh, look! It's February already. That means we get to begin the run up to convention season. Early on in January, Wife and I were talking about the fact that I need to get my name out there. Get more eyes on my resume, shake more hands and make more contacts in the industry at large, and we felt that there was no better way than this than to make the rounds of this year's big cons. So I pulled out the calendar, dusted off my pregens and sat down to figure out my plan of attack.