yeah man i’m homebrewing d&d 5e for a rugrats inspired campaign. yeah spells are like the babies using their imaginations you know. barbarian rages are tantrums. yeah no they’ll still be fighting gnolls and driders and shit
short rest is naptime
“are the gnolls and driders also imaginary” the monsters are all too real.
feeling the urge to create something weird and online. like i spend a ton of time writing traditional prose in the hopes of sometimes getting traditionally published, but sometimes i just wanna make a real weird indie rpg or something you feel me
one issue with this is that like, writing novels is my day job. it’s a ton of fun and very rewarding but (most of the time) it doesn’t feel particularly romantic. i hope readers will find my writing profound but i’m too aware of every little step of the creation process to really feel that way about it
wanting to make a strange little indie game or w/e is an urge i mainly get in the evenings, after dark, when the world feels vast and mysterious and the night is full of promise etc. but i know that as soon as i act on that urge and take real steps to make something whatever i make will stop feeling mystical and just become another project
truth is you can’t make anything of your own that will ever feel as profound to you as art made by people of whose creative processes you have no inside knowledge! sad but true!
i mean on one level this knowledge is deeply liberating because once you accept that’s how it works you can start creating without feeling like you’re doing something wrong but also damn can a girl feel like her art is getting at some fundamental truth for fucking ONCE
