So, as you all know by now, working on this StoryNexus game. (I’ll shut up about it soon, I swear!) And I’m having a thought, and would like to bend your ears about it for a minute, so those of you who know something about these things can tell me whether it’s a brilliant idea […]
Monthly Archives: March 2013
Had one of those dreams that run long and cause you to oversleep, which mostly involved me trying to find Ten-Mile, Oregon with Google maps. That’s not terribly important for our purposes. Along the way, I stopped at a historical marker, which had a very strange mythology on it. (I am paraphrasing, as I can’t […]
So as I’ve been raving about on Twitter for a few days now, I’ve been working with the StoryNexus game engine to create a browser game. It’s set in the stuffed animal world of Pludwump and Quippet and Rough Seams, which is sort of Ice Age Europe rendered in plush. (I firmly maintain that this […]
Does anybody have an e-mail address for Barbara Cameron? I’ve got art for her, but either I never got her e-mail or it went missing, and I’m feeling extremely tardy on delivery! (You can e-mail me at ursulav (at) gmail.com rather than post in public)
So for the last two days, I’ve been completely obsessed with the StoryNexus game creation tools. It’s the system they use for Fallen London, a turn-based browser game (or I guess “Interactive Fiction” is the term we’re using these days. They’re in open beta right now. I had been hearing about it for awhile—my friend […]
So I decided I need to make a resin head for this thing, and I’m gonna start by making a sporran, because the stole involves too much material and I want a dry run first with the head design. And then I was like “I need to sit down and sculpt a head!” And my […]
So I don’t actually know how to sew. I have never learned to use a machine, and all these stuffed animals are basically made with one stitch, by hand, and the lumps are hidden under faux fur. I design the bodies by cutting out a shape on paper that looks sort of like it should […]
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Quippet didn’t want to be a shaman. He didn’t like shamany things. Incense set off his asthma. He wasn’t good at chanting. Fasting made him feel hungry, not enlightened. And the Spotted Mushroom Drink made him throw up, and one time he’d been out getting it and gotten between some reindeer and the mushrooms and…well…it […]
His name is Quippet. He’s the Shaman’s Apprentice. I still haven’t attached his ears yet, and he may need more Stylish Accessorizing, but this is what he looks like so far…
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