I received a trio of Liebster Award nominations over the last month or so from three fellow game bloggers.
I figured, what the hell, roll them up, along with the AMA stuff, and get the questions answered.
I'll do the "11 Truths" segment in this blog post. As you probably know, I tend to get wordy. Pictures are interspersed as appropriate to maintain your attention.
Please, from this point on, no more Liebsters.
If nominated, I thank you in advance, but I'll gracefully pass. ;)
Well, guess what, boy, this is an infantry unit! You can choose between machinegunner, mortarman, or anti-tank assaultman.
My 19-year-old self decided that machinegunner sounded cool, so I went with that. Good choice.
I've never had a cavity in my life. I chalk it up to the fluoride they made us swish-and-spit when I was in school overseas in Japan. I've had just one root canal, but that was to fix a broken tooth, because...
I took a wiffle-ball bat to the face when I was in early elementary school. Knocked off the top of one of my front lower teeth. One moment we're at PE, playing wiffleball, and the next, I have crunchy bits of enamel gritting in my teeth, and a bloody lip. It was nothing malicious, I just got too close to the next kid that was swinging the bat. They tried to put a crown on it, but nothing took. Eventually, they had to drill it out, and put a permanent crown on it.
I write fiction, when I can, when I'm not blocked, or hung over.
I find it difficult to turn off my writer-brain when I watch movies or watch TV, and hate finding obvious plot holes.
If a show tries to be high-brow and pretentious, and has obvious sloppy writing, I immediately lose interest. It's not that I'm so great, it's that so much crap gets green-lit these days.
Side note: Steven King's "On Writing." Get it. It helped me. It will help you tell your story clearer and cleaner.
So, that's it for tonight. Off to bed.