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Day Out

The other weekend, I caught myself trying to chat with someone in line at D&D’s “Dungeons of Pugmire” event, a point in my journeys when I was meant to be doing even less. It was the first time I was trying my hand at selling an article or asking some guy’s question, because instead I was responding to people’s thoughts and my own.

Now, I can’t help feeling that I’d been given a gift – the gift of a little time. So I got up and hung out at a LARP-related RPG session for a while and came away with an entirely new perspective on my experience, but also with a real desire to do it again, maybe start working at the publisher, maybe contribute more directly as a writer, and thus achieve even more. Instead, I found myself drifting back to the Dark Tower, where I had a chance to take something other than playing D&D and make connections. I had the opportunity to watch the show as it aired. I had the chance to sit with certain cast members, and learn about why they do what they do, why they love being in the show, and why there was no question I would be rooting for them to win. And I had the chance to pass the time while talking to people, and show off what I knew and what I could use as inspiration for the folks behind the scenes.

Anyway, having done that, I started to feel like my character’s storyline was starting to slip. And since the show I watched was pretty short, I started to get really tired, then, not feeling safe, decided to go to an actual RPG session, a game that I wasn’t supposed to be much of a part of. Not that there’s any of that in my notes, but I tend to fail to note how much I’m lost to games. And so I ended up just watching a party of hobbits playing Lord of the Flies, and not really feeling like what I was supposed to be feeling and watching was worth it. What I really felt was tired. Desperately, I decided that I had a long, long way to go, a way that let me do something useful, to help with the Dark Tower story, but not too much.