And now, a poem.

And now, a poem in honour of our cat: Kittenbot, Kittenbot, It’s black and it kills everything. Or the modernist variation: Kittenbot Kittenbot It’s black and it kills everything. What do you mean, you wanted to know about Phenomenon 32? No need to interrupt my brilliant poetry, you’ll know soon …

Heptapods and Cats

Yesterday went quite well. I only managed to finish three levels, but that’s because I decided to add/change some graphics, and because a major crash forced me to redo an entire area (I hadn’t saved after putting in all the creozoids). But I’m still happy with the results, so it’s …

Stress.

We’ll be in Greece from the 30th of June to the 12th of July. Just so you know. I’ll still be reachable by email and everything, but I won’t be working on Phenomenon 32. Then again, I will be working on my novel. Gotta catch up with Verena at some …

Man, oh man.

So there we were, out in the garden… happily playing with our little monster… when all of a sudden this huge motherfucking stone slab comes down from the roof with a crash, hitting the ground where we had both been standing not too long ago, making a huge hole in …

Argh, blargh and gnargh.

I had been planning to spend all of yesterday working on Phenomenon 32. Instead, I was so incredibly ill that I spent the whole day in bed, incapable of eating or driking. I swear I haven’t felt this bad in years, if not decades. It was awful. Even when my …

Are you talking about me, human?

Little Tiger, burning bright With a subtle Blakeish light, Tell what visions have their home In those eyes of flame and chrome! Children vex thee – thoughtless, gay – Holding when thou wouldst away: What dark lore is that which thou, Spitting, mixest with thy meow? – H.P. Lovecraft This …