I have not disappeared, dear reader (or, as I initially typed, dar radar). I have not fled into the night, absconding with your hopes and dreams and summarily squandering them on painted charletans and cheap liquor.

No, I have simply Been Busy.

Work has progressed on my experiment, although it has been progressing in strange spurts*. I’ll get in the mood to do some work (I’ll leave it to your imagination as to how I get myself into that mood), and sit down with a determination that leaves a kink my lower coccyx, but after a few minutes of chin-stroking and sidewards jabs at my goal, I ask myself too many questions that I have no answer for, and then Alt+Tab to the nearest bastion of gaming journalism.

Why don’t I just focus, and answer those questions as best I can, and push through, regardless of whether I’m 100% correct or not?

That’s simple, my dearest appellation. I am too afraid. Afraid that what I create is not going to be the sum of what I wish it to be, and that each step that I take forward is one step away from the grand goal I have set for myself.

However, in a rare moment of foresight, I managed to set a deadline for myself, a deadline that can not be pushed back**, in which I am to show this strange beast of my own design to a few of my close friends. In roughly two weeks time, I must have something to display that is something that I cannot be ashamed of, and that is what is pushing me forward. I’ll get back to it now… I must continue on what I believe to be the correct path… the only thing I need to make sure of, is to not burn any bridges behind me.

* hur hur hur

** That is, unless I were to invent some kind of Time Machine, which could, if properly harnessed, take the natural flow of time and reverse or slow it, while leaving the thread in which I reside free of such manipulation. Or, would I wish to slow time for myself, so that time would take longer to happen, which would give me more time to… no, wait, I don’t need to slow or speed up time. I need to create it! I must think on this…