Play Time!

I’ve been working hard for weeks now, with very few days off. I usually stop when I have to, for one reason or another, which is okay, but I need to get better about claiming some down time from the world in general.

Awhile back, I blogged about feeling the itch for a new game. Champions Online was what we decided on, but the buzz lasted a mere day or do. Free games are okay, but when it means you can’t actually communicate with anyone effectively, it’s pretty frustrating.

Anyways, a couple of days ago my husband mentioned Rift, which I’d previously not heard of. We did some reading, watched some videos, and decided that we’d give it a try. One guy on a vid basically said that if you like WoW, but don’t want to play WoW, then Rift is a great game for you – sounds perfect to me! We are well and truly done with WoW.

I started a character today and played through the first levels and the intro zones. It was fun. New game, but close enough to the other games I’ve played that it was like slipping back into something warm and familiar. Beautiful graphics, same keys as other games, oh yes, I have missed this. I’ve felt really quite elated this afternoon and I think this was JUST the kind of escapism that I’ve been needing.

Books are wonderful escapism typically, but lately I have hit on a few too many novels that have great ideas which fall flat on the execution. I’m getting a little sick of that. I need some pure awesome reading in the very near future or I may not want to read for a bit. I keep thinking ‘I can totally do better than this’. And I will, when I get the time. In the meantime I really don’t want to read stories that are completely over written, constantly changing pov with no notice that a shift has taken place, filled with implausible characters, studded with the totally overdone ‘omg I just met him and I LOVE him and LUST after him’ness that seems to be going around at the moment. Please don’t let me catch that. BLERGH.

Anyways. I has me some happies, because I has a new game. And that’s me for the night! Tomorrow, I get back to work. Today I PLAY.

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5 thoughts on “Play Time!

  1. Hehe, I can’t ever imagine you “catching” that, but I guess stranger things have happened. I’m glad you’ve finally found a game that seems to suit you, as I know you guys have been searching for one for a while now. Just don’t get too caught up in it. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    1. Lol, no, I won’t – too much to do in the real world to get too involved in a game! Still, it’s a lot of fun, and very pretty ๐Ÿ™‚

      I highly doubt I’ll catch it, I’d rather suffocate on tiny foam balls than be one of *those* writers.

  2. “…filled with implausible characters, studded with the totally overdone โ€˜omg I just met him and I LOVE him and LUST after himโ€™ness that seems to be going around at the moment. Please donโ€™t let me catch that. BLERGH.”

    Ha! I just happened to read this, and couldn’t resist chiming in with my absolute agreement. Way too many books I’ve run across lately seem to follow that trend. I love reading, but when cards like that are constantly played, it takes all the fun out of it. And there’s nothing wrong with choosing a non-book form of escape, either.

    1. Glad someone else agrees! It drives me bonkers. I am sick to death of reading the blurbs etc and thinking ‘gosh this sounds interesting’ only for the story to get derailed by the ‘omg can’t stop thinking about the other person’ thing. But…but…but I wanna know what happens!? I just can’t get past it in some books. Blergh.

      Welcome, anyways ๐Ÿ™‚ I see you have a relatively new blog! Thanks for stopping by and commenting on mine ๐Ÿ™‚

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