It’s a song of not knowing what to do with what you’ve just encountered. No matter how obviously meaningful the thing in front of you appears, there is no way you can learn its meaning. Not yet. It’s a tease, a feeling Zelda fans at least tolerate and likely love.
Sara & I meet at the mayor’s tiny house to salvage the gleaming green rupees scattered across his lawn among the stones & shrubbery.
Why do we return to these games we’ve utterly mastered? To answer that question, I asked seven other writers what their “comfort food” was.
Maggie Sullivan’s “Ode to Oot“: three wonderfully lyrical, wonderfully searching pieces of non-fiction, existing both within the world of Hyrule, and all worlds, somehow simultaneously. Check those out, and then tune in below to her favorite games and thoughts on being a writer/gamer! Maggie is a non-fiction MFA candidate at Columbia College Chicago. She’s been published […]
We think video games are literature, and so why shouldn't there be literature about video games? That's the question we're hoping to answer here. Read more.
