Saturday, December 26, 2009

My Christmas, ala Facebook updates.

Yesterday at 2:50pm ·  Kevin Wilson I gave my sons dart guns for X-mas against my wife's better judgement. They both shot me. She laughed.

Yesterday at 2:59pm · Kevin Wilson Did I mention that the boys laughed too?

Yesterday at 3:50pm · Kevin Wilson My daughter Brooke looked like she was going to stand up for me... but then she went back to playing her new DS game.

Yesterday at 4:07pm · Kevin Wilson There's a lot of people liking this post. You're all sadists.

Yesterday at 4:28pm · Kevin Wilson At least I'm not seeing any members of my family liking this post. Yet.

Yesterday at 4:29pm · Kevin Wilson It's because they've borrowed the guns, and now THEY'RE shooting me.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

My Winter, As I Sit Here

Exhausted Fall, it's work complete, puts down it's scythe with blistered hands and lies down to rest. Slumbering Winter wakes and tucks Fall in with a pristine white blanket, its tiny diamonds waiting to sparkle in the morning light.

It's been a tough year.

Normally I dread the biting cold of winter in the Canadian prairies, but this year winter signals the end of one of the worst years of my life, and the beginning of a new year that's already beginning to show a lot of promise.

As I sit here at my keyboard, I reflect on 2009 with teary eyes in remembrance of loved ones lost, an awesome job outsourced, and the six months I spent not knowing if I was going to live or die. I think on the people who I'd believed were friends who laughingly kicked me while I was down, and on a troubled young man whose trials are only just beginning. I think on my practical and moral failures and mistakes, and not just those I made over the course of this year.

As I sit here, I take a deep breath in a moment of catharsis, and I am renewed.

I think on my wife and how wonderful and supportive she's been through these troubled times, never wavering. I think on my beautiful children who love me more than I've ever been loved. I think on my achievements, no matter how trivial some may think them. I still cry as I type, but these are new tears now.

As my tears stop I dry my eyes and think of the future. I think of my new well-paying job working alongside old friends. I think of games published, and the fun of the upcoming convention circuit. I think of new things to write, cool games I want to play, and people I want to meet. Most of all, I think of who I was, who I am, and the better person I want to be.

The year two thousand and ten is MY year.


Monday, September 7, 2009

Passing of an Ordinary Man

My father passed away this last Friday, September 4th 2009. I'm moving back the design schedule for now, but when I'm recovered I'm going to aggressively work toward design and release timeline goals. Until then, a little about my Dad.

He was an ordinary man that accomplished some extraordinary things. Not the least of which was being involved in the collaboration that resulted in fibre-optic technology being able to be deployed in cold climates.

Those of you who live in areas with long, cold winters, and in areas with permafrost who like playing online games, downloading/uploading files, and watching web series like "The Guild" and "The Legend of Neil" can appreciate what this means for us.

I love you and miss you dad...

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Shared Weave Games & Shared Weave System trademarked today!

Myth Weaver Consulting and Publications Inc., has trademarked the Shared Weave Games brand and Shared Weave System today!