The last month of Spring has begun and the weather is still atrocious. Welcome to 21st Century Britain! A corrupt ruling party and shit weather. We have it all.

Yesterday was a write-off. Things broke and I cooked dinner for my family.

Today has promise. Also I went into the cupboard under the stairs and extracted some of my favourite books. Sitting in a neat pile next to me are my copies of Susan Sontag’s Against Interpretation and Other Essay, Samuel Delany’s About Writing, and Viktor Shklovsky’s Theory of Prose. Initially I went looking for the Theory of Prose and emerged with a slightly damaged food and eight other texts.

I’m calling today the start of the sprint because yesterday as non-eventful. The objects are to polish The Market Underground and to start putting words down for SILVER CHORD.

In retrospect I’m glad that I decided to concentrate on the technical framework for the Old Man and Evil Waiter storylet, as it means I can copy-paste the guts into the next one. I’m sad that I abandoned the story I was writing for Jon, but that happens. There is nothing to be mad about. It would be foolish for me to get annoyed with life getting in the way of project work.

Scrum notes:

  1. What did I do yesterday/last scrum to advance the project?
    • On Saturday I attended the workshop session and presented a short story called A Venice for Half the Year. The response stung, but productive feedback and line edits were received
  2. What am I going to do today?
    • I am going to start the polish and expansion of the descriptions and dialogue trees in The Market Underground so it can go to public alpha release at the end of this sprint on Wednesday
    • I am going to implement two qualities. Let’s called them criminality and decency and unpack the implications of that over the design of the storylets
    • I’m going to sketch out a paper design of the second storylet
    • Make time to read
  3. What are my blockers?
    • It’s a bank holiday. I’m pretty sure I’ll end up in a pub drinking beer at some point. :)



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