On the blogging world, it's possible to really get to know people. Sometimes it's easy - some bloggers are open, honest, and personal - other times it's a little more difficult. Sometimes you have to read between the lines, sometimes you have to pick up snippets left in unguarded moments.
I'd like to be a blogger of the first type, I really want to be honest and open and up front. So I figure, why not explain one of the interesting - perhaps perplexing - aspects of this blog?
Why not explain why video games had such an impact on my writing career?
It's simple, really. I was a child who
A) hated reading
B) loved pretending
C) loved stories.
Yes, I hated reading. Passionately. I refused to learn. Why sit and read other people's adventures when I could run around the galaxy on my trampoline? When I could fly across the sky in my swimming pool? When I could control the elements in my back yard?*
But I was also very social as a child and I wanted people to explore, fly, and fight alongside me.
Hence, video games.
My brothers were not willing to explore with Tribal Princess Alora in the deserts of Elisvania. They were, however, willing to rescue and fight with Princess Peach in the perils of Bowser's castle. Sometimes we actually played the games, more often then not we were outside acting them out.
I learned how to tell stories before I ever read them.
That is why I love video games. They tell stories in a more interactive way than television and a more physically interactive way than books. They contain rich, developed worlds to play in. They are the elements of story without the exposition. They taught me story before I ever read a book, and they taught it in a simple, interactive way.
Did you ever play video games as a kid? Did you ever borrow worlds from books, movies, tv, and imagine yourself as the hero?
*Note: I love reading now, I promise. :)