Mega Derived

Writing is tough, folks. Since the middle of June, I’ve been going through what one would describe as a writers block. Which is a bit of a shame, really. It’s not like maintaining a crude blog could be considered challenging. Before that, I was caught up in my exams and working a rather drab minimum wage job; one of the prerequisites of my gaming blog is that I actually have to be playing games. It’s a real shame that it’s been almost three months since I last made a post and I will now diligently be spending time sorting my act out.

Since university closed it doors on me and ejected me back into cold, miserable reality I’ve been knocking the games down quicker than my income can reasonably afford. Which, inevitably, leads me to the exploration of my back catalogue; truly a mark of the summer gaming drought. Only, there’s a whole bevy of unquestionably quality titles still fresh on the market with Forza 2, Colin McRae: DiRT and The Darkness leading the pack and assembling an unexpected summertime trinity of delight for the 360. I haven’t even started on DiRT and The Darkness yet, either, because I’ve been working away at Call of Duty 2, Hitman: Blood Money, Marvel: Ultimate Alliance, Fight Night Round 03, God of War 2 and Tomb Raider: Anniversary. I have a lot of stuff to get through.

Clearly, I’m not suffering from a gamers block. Back on the writing side I have, however, occasionally been chipping in and contributing to the mumbly, cantankerous delight that is Curmudgeon Gamer. Again, not as much as I should, but you can occasionally spot a rather insipid rant penned by myself over there these days.