Good Monday, Gamer!

āOnce in a while you get shown the lightā¦ā ā Robert Hunter
It might be nothing.
But it seems like it might be something.
You know how some dreams are easy to decode? Youāre reading a book, bingeing a show, having a long conversation with a friend, and suddenly those pieces show up in your dreams like they paid rent.
Maybe itās because Iām working on a podcast episode about muses and inspiration.
Maybe itās because I had catch-up conversations with two different friends that stuck.
Maybe itās just my brain trying to keep me from doing the work I actually needed to finish.
But while I canāt tell you exactly where inspiration comes from, I can say: when she arrives, I know what to do. There I was paying bills online, renewing licenses, doing the boring adult admin shuffle ā and SHAZAM!
Out of nowhere: an answer to what is my contribution to cultural RPG design.
My hit list of games Iāve played in this bucket:
Sagas of the Icelanders (Viking domestic drama)
Nahual (angel-hunters in a magical Mexico City)
Cartel (gritty narcofiction)
Jiangshi (Chinese immigrant family vs. hopping vampires)
Velvet Glove (ā70s girl gang culture ā and yes, I will knife fight you on its importance)
I love what each of these games does, mechanically, narratively, and all the cultural positioning and setting, but where is my Black cultural RPG?
And now I know.
I know what it looks like.
I know what the game experience is.
Right now, I have rough notes on big paper, scribbles, tangents, diagrams, and math⦠but I can see it.
Best Christmas present ever.
Putting the New Band Back Together
I miss in-person gaming. I miss sitting around a table with snacks, dice, side conversations, and that low hum of shared attention that only happens when everyone is physically present.
So Iām putting the old new group back together.
And like every adult whoās tried this, Iāve immediately run headfirst into the real boss fight: scheduling.
We all have jobs. Families. Partners. Side projects. Fatigue.
Weekly games sound great in theory, but in practice, they collapse under the weight of real life. Right now, the folks Iād love to game with prefer a Bi-weekly schedule. Which prolly is more realistic⦠but momentum suffers. Someone forgets what happened. Someone misses a session. Energy drifts.
ā weekly? Bi-weekly? A hybrid of both?
Iām thinking a 6ā8 session run of Monster of the Week with something Codex of Worldsāadjacent. Lots of cool team styles to explore. And I might get lucky and get an adult version of the DanDaDan game, because who wouldnāt play that!
I feel Monster of the Week (by Michael Sands, Powered by the Apocalypse) is built for episodic play, which might get us to a nice hybrid spot for schedules. You show up, deal with this weekās problem, and the story moves forward even if someoneās missing.
That structure matters when:
one player canāt make it
sessions drift from weekly to bi-weekly
you need clean stopping points
you want satisfying arcs without a fragile long-term plot
The characters still grow. The world still changes. There is an overarching narrative ā but itās resilient. It bends instead of breaking. For adult-challenged schedules, thatās š„ Iāll tell you how it works out!
š The Jackpot Trilogy: Gibson Doing Gibson
Iām also deep into William Gibsonās Jackpot trilogy, starting with The Peripheral, and itās hitting exactly right. This isnāt time travel in the classic sense. Itās not multiverse hopping either. Itās asynchronous futures?!
Gibsonās concept of The Jackpot ā a slow, cascading collapse of civilization through climate disaster, pandemics, economic fracture, and political failure ā feels uncomfortably plausible. Not a cosmic bang, but grind.
The future is strange yet mundane; the technology feels powerful and banal. Agency is limited, negotiated, leveraged and folks survive inside systems that are already broken.
I dig how Gibson isnāt obsessed with explaining tech. Heās articulate about how people live with it. The interfaces. The compromises. The workarounds. The emotional cost. Thatās the kind of scifi that feeds my brain.
I watched one episode of the Netflix adaptation and stopped. I knew I would be missing BIG stuff, and the novel would be the better path.
So far, Iām glad I did. Whatās your current ācanāt put downā read?
As always, thanks for reading, sharing, and building strange worlds with me.