Actually, it’s why Harbinger Zero blogs, but he may as well have been channeling me — and a number of other bloggers I know — when he wrote it. Here’s a snippet; clicky the linky if you want to read the rest.
HZero is a blogging site dedicated to bringing you insights into the world of MMORPG’s from someone who has been playing them for a long time now. Sometimes those insights are my own, sometimes they belong to another. Most of the time, its a blending of those two things.
HZero is a site dedicated to bringing you my opinion. Not yours. You are welcome to post up with an agree or disagree and why.
Apart from the fact that I have zero interest in doing interviews (sorry!), Mr H-Z pretty much took those words right out of my mouth.
I’ve only been blogging a couple of years, which isn’t much in real time but is probably a geological epoch in Internet years. I started blogging because… well, because a bunch of people in Casualties of War were blogging and I didn’t want to stand out from the crowd; also, it seemed like fun, I’d had a bloglike (like a roguelike only more bloggish) over at LiveJournal for a while, it seemed like fun, and I like to write. I’ve got opinions and I don’t mind sharing them and I really don’t give a shit whether people think they’re worth sharing or not — which is the beauty of this newfangled intarwebs. I can post what I please, how I please, at whom I please: if other people like it, that’s like extra bananas, but if they don’t I can still do it and at least please myself. Eeexcellent.
Apparently I am now an eleeeeeeeet! blogger, too. I hadn’t actually thought about that when I commented on HZero’s post, though in hindsight it does seem somewhat disingenuous — and the reason I’m mentioning it now is not to really ram home how freaking leet I am, but rather to point out that leetness, at least in the blogging world, seems to be a case of either excellent self-promotion (which I lack) or sheer unadulterated luck (which apparently I don’t lack). Content doesn’t hurt either.
The Massively Top-10 Blogs nod I still don’t understand, because there are dozens of worthier blogs out there — except that presumably my style pleasethed (it’s a word) the author. If you don’t care about someone’s blogging voice then you won’t get this, but one of the main reasons I read Righteous Orbs is not because they’re orb-like or righteous, but because Tamarind can ramble even more than me and that’s saying something. I may write walls of text (not so much lately), but Tam writes Great Walls Of Fucking China text and you’ll LIKE it! And I really do like it. Doesn’t matter what the RO crew (is two people a crew?) is talking about — they could be describing the curative properties of the Toadswallop herb — it’ll be entertaining. So yeah, voice and writing style matter, and I suspect that’s why I have most of the readers I do have. Certainly not for my incisive insights of my up-to-the-second news content.
As for the MMORPG gig — I’m still half-convinced that’s JoBildo’s way of getting back at me for some sin I don’t even remember. I’ll give you back your pants, I promise! The fact that Monsieur Jennings had a column there (which I miss) in no way influenced my decision — oh and while we’re talking about him, there’s a blogging style I enjoy right there, and there’s content, so it’s like a double dose of blogging goodness on every post.
I’m still rather on the fence about the value of said gig, though the fact that it’s paying for my game subs probably doesn’t hurt, and the people involved are lovely. Props to the Amazing Picture-Finding Person! And that MMORPG crowd… it’s a different place out there, whole different set of people, passing faces I don’t really know and am not always sure I want to know. It’s more akin to posting on one of the Great Old Forums (you know, the ones with tentacles — FoH, F13, etc.) than it is to posting on this blog, so in that sense it makes for an interesting contrast. We’ll see. (Which is Texan for “HELL no!” by the way, and English for “I think you’re full of shit but I’m giving you the benefit of the doubt.” As in, this epicurean delicacy sort of tastes like vinegar mixed with poo but if you tell me it’s a treat for the tastebuds I shall try it one more time and we’ll see.)
And now for a short WoW update, mostly because I have some screenies to share. Eloise is now within spitting distance of level 80, and if you’d told me a month ago that this would be the case, I’d have laughed in your face. What me, level?! But here it is, and here I am, with a less badass but more kickass bow and a totally kickass pet who really shouldn’t be hungry as often as he is given that he is a damned ghost! (Yes, yes, I have the right talents, plz don’t talent-build me. This is hyperbole and yes, I have plenty of feeding fish too.) Speaking of pets, I still haven’t named him. Been using the names of Romantic Poets for my cat pets — don’t ask, it makes sense to me, all right? — but… I’m not sure. All the good ones I already used. I guess I could phase over to neo-romanticism but isn’t that getting just a little obscure, even for me? Oh well. In the meantime, it remains Spirit Beast the Uninspired.
The journey has been a lot of fun and I’m not done yet! Some pix.
Eloise always gets her man - or, I wish they all could be Ashenvale-a men
My old gryphon reminded me of someone, I just wasn’t quite sure who. And the crowd goes wild!
The Grizzly Hills… not for the faint of heart or weak of bladder. Lines around the block I tell ya!
If those goblins had a player guild, I would totally join in. Awesomesauce in name form!
And finally, goat-punting — all the fun of gnome-punting and none of those pesky lawsuits and mechanical-ninjas breaking into your house at night!