Monthly Archives: September 2009

Poetry, Mario, Existential Crisis

“Indie Gaming”  exist  and this sub-genre  seems to be following the typical indie-anything trajectory:

-A small group of loosely collected developers make games that are exciting and raw and weird. They have no hope of cross-over success. And that is beside the point.

-A major press organization finds a name  for this aggregate product and roughly defines what it is and what it is not.

-Some products achieve cross-over success.

-Things claiming to be indie games flood the market in the secret hopes that they will be cross-over successes.

-The whole definition collapses. And why not?

Anyway, there’s a whole lot of stuff to wade through and some of it is doing some very intriguing things with text. A lot of digital-poem text/image interface beasts I’ve run into in the past have a lot of fun by betraying our expectation that anything on a computer screen should have a rational interface. They are “difficult.”

Meanwhile, on the other side of the digital poem / video game divide, those from game development backgrounds have been working to complicate traditional notions of the game and, often, linearity by having outcomes depend on manipulations / responses to language.

I don’t know if its “poetry,” but I sure as hell wish I was fooling around with this stuff when I was twelve instead of playing Wall-Street Kid.

A few examples:

Paolo Pedecini’s Logos/Ergon, a “fast-paced nonlinear visual poem” which deconstructs video game tropes. This is from wickedly subversive Molleindustria.

There’s nothing more beautiful than a dead girl. Poe &  Daniel Benmurgui agree.

Here lines of poetry become platforms, objects for your character to navigate. Compelling premise executed dumbly.

Maybe I’ll make my Introduction to Creative Writing Kids play with these.

Thanks to Geoff for pointing me to Logos/Ergon.

Cheryl’s Gone This Thurs

I am now officially back as an organizer. I’ve been told the fiction reader also plays in a band called Grendel’s Baby. And also Lindsay Bernal is in a punk band called Ecgtheow’s Bastard. So there should be some blood on the walls while Stripmall Ballads does his thing.  Also, Dan Gutstein won’t be there. Someone else will.

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