A Pause; to reflect

One of the dangers of playing in someone else’s world is the sheer sense of wonder when you’re there.  Think about going over to a friend’s place when you were a kid:  your home is staid and boring.  But their house has ALL THIS NEAT STUFF!

I’d finished about 750 words for today’s entry of Abandoned Factory, saved it, went for dinner with my wife.  By the time I came back to post it… I hated it.  Akaiame, Nike, and Engineer are most certainly mine, but this world into which I’ve put them is not; not remotely.  Even the secondary characters are derivative.

Today’s post was going to be the first of seven, reflecting Akaiame’s climb up the inner floors of ruin in empty Building #1.  But… no.  I’m not going to spend another week here.  I’m going to spend what little time is left tonight, tomorrow night, and Saturday using her seven floor climb in one whirlwind summation, culminating in the shock/cliff-hanger ending when she gets to the top.

And then, I’m going to write about something else.

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