one of the best pieces of game design ever is in Sushi Go, where the cards for Gyozas score exponentially more for each additional one you play.

get well soon!

good luck!

that aura of resigned stoicism is spot on

the AI description is mildly incorrect btw. It's kinda mostly there, but just off enough to be annoying.

I feel like I should add that this was not a complaint, I understand why these things take time. Just having a bit of fun.

I see querying as me making agents a business proposition, not me asking them what they think of my book. I am ok with rejections, they simply mean "I don't want to start this business with you", not "I think your book sucks". I have beta readers for that! :D (they did like to though, luckily).

Good article from @jasonsanford.bsky.social here on this kind of thing. jasonsanford.substack.com/p/genre-grap...

This was a fantastic blog post, pretty much mimics my experience as well writing my first book. I never really had writer's block, what I occasionally would have is one of the things you outlined (and nothing that walking with my dog and talk to myself for an hour about the plot would not fix).

That’s the point, you’ll never know

I got mine when you still needed an invite from someone that already had gmail to get one.

Days, up and down they come
Like rain on a congadrum
Forget most, remember some
But don't turn none away.

Everything is not enough
And nothin' is too much to bear.
Where you've been is good and gone
All you keep is the getting there.

Townes Van Zandt - To Live is to Fly

Farewell, non pensarci e perdonami se ti ho portato via un poco d’estate
Con qualcosa di fragile come le storie passate
Forse un tempo poteva commuoverti, ma ora è inutile, credo, perché
Ogni volta che piangi e che ridi non piangi e non ridi con me

Francesco Guccini - Farewell

Fatti pagare, fatti valere
Più abbassi il capo e più ti dicono di sì
E se hai le mani sporche che importa
Tienile chiuse nessuno lo saprà

Roberto Vecchioni - Luci a San Siro

And the wind had its way with her hair
And the blues had their way with her smile
And she had a way of her own
Like prisoners have a way with a file

She' ain't goin' nowhere she's just leaving...

Guy Clark - She ain't goin' nowhere

Operator, oh could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded
She's living in L. A. with my best old ex-friend Ray
Guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

Jim Croce - Operator