2012 in the rearview mirror

Were I a sensible person — the sort who plans ahead for stuff and thinks about Things Of Signficance like the weighty tread of the old year as it drags itself out the door — I’d have thought about this sooner and have a very nice, reflective, insightful post about the past year. I’m not that sort of person, though, so instead you’ll get a bit of rambling and then an otter gif.

In early February, when Rubi left to join the Dark Side, I was given the incredible opportunity to fill her role as Massively’s GW2 columnist. I’ve blogged about the game before and been involved in the community for quite some time, but this was, uh, a whole ‘nother level of dedication. Massively’s been such a tremendous joy to be part of, and such a huge instigator for personal growth. I can’t imagine the last year without all the awesome people there. About the same time as I joined Massively, I started making regular appearances on Gamebreaker TV for GuildCast (which I was a fan of long before it made the conversion to live vidya). Between those two venues, I’m just flabbergasted by the number of cool geeks I’ve gotten to know and talk to.

Going to PAX East for my first convention as an ~*official press person*~ was a real treat, mainly because of Eliot and Matt, two of the awesome Massively people I was just talking about. Between East and Prime, I was delighted with a number of opportunities to geek out and be around really, really neat people.

It’s a little bit difficult to think and talk about this year without using Guild Wars 2 as a sort of framework. Going from signing up for the GW2 beta to pre-purchasing a copy the first day I possibly could to actually being able log in and play (while blogging those experiences weekly) has been quite the fun journey.

I’ve made significant progress toward some life goals that I’ve been aiming for for quite some time. The year certainly hasn’t been a walk in the park — quite the opposite, at times — but I’ve been so, so grateful for the opportunities I’ve had, the people who’ve made it a stellar year, and all the good and marvelous things that have happened.

A whole year is a big thing to tackle. There’s plenty of stuff, big and small, that made it awesome — like solving some kick-ass investigation missions in The Secret World, a fantastic 24 hours of livestreaming video games for a fabulously successful charity fundraiser, watching the season finale of Game of Thrones or hearing The National’s The Rains of Castamere cover, and spending quality time with amazing people (both in- and out-of-game).

tl;dr: 2012 was great and I have high hopes for 2013; here have an otter.



the world that still lacks a name

Of the godless ones who wandered far from the company of others, little was heard.  When they left in pursuit of fulfillment, they were driven by their thirst for peace.  As two great hosts they set out – one to the North, and the other to the vast stretches of the South.

It was those who wandered North who first saw the Endless Sea, which stretched before them as they emerged from the northern jungles.  They sent what river-craft they had out upon it, but such were never seen again when once they floated out of sight across the glimmering expanse.  Rebuffed by the sea, most of the godless retreated to the inland jungle, though some small few remained along the margin of the eternal waters.  Those who retreated reveled in the closeness of the trees, and grew learned in their secrets.  Those who stayed beside the Endless Sea were content, at first, to be observers.  They began to chart the stars above them and the patterns of the restless waters.  In these and other studies they passed many generations, until at last they began to work towards the creation of seacraft, and to set out upon the waters – though, due to their long memory, they never again tried to cross the Sea, but accepted it as limitless.

The host which left for the South grew quickly divided.  As they passed through the densely wooded mountains , some felt their thirst for travel dulled, and made for themselves a home where the clouds gathered on the face of the mountains.