ohmyGOD everything from the little creative tree inside to the brains reminding me to EAT are melting or catching on fire. I should NOT be spending this much time intensely working on Tormishire. It’s like… I’ll start to sleep… Just nod off… Then BAM! Like the most perfect puzzle idea ever. Whip out the old sketchbook and scribble something down. Oops! Wrong end of the pen.
But you’d say… surely James… Surely theres a break in this for little ol’ you? NO! Absolutely not. I’m going out to Dovestones tomorrow with a friend with the pure intention of getting some background inspiration. It. never. leaves. I have 4 months to make a working Tormishire game good enough to get a friggin First Class degree with. THEN it’s breaktime. Little James is taking a month off. I’m going to walk, and cycle, and smile to freedom when my parents go on holiday. I think the graduation ceremony is around here. DAMN YOU university you’re still locking my life up. Let me have 5 minutes peace… Even as I’m writing this I’m listening to Tangerine Dreams which are like the most inspirational musicians going… if your making a game soundtrack.
I am totally hyped for Tormishire though. It’s like… one moment I’ll be petrified that people won’t like the quasi-experimental gameplay. But then I play it and I’m hooked on some of the mind bending (literally, look for clues <<) skills and upgrades this game has. I smile. It's not Cave Story, Metroid or Turrican. But it's not lacking in action either.
Have a picture.
