So the kids are out of school for the summer as of yesterday...and Jen and I stayed up waaaay too late last night. I was up until around 7am. Oops. Then I had a doctor's appointment at 1pm. Gah. Add to this that Rainman had a friend stay the night, and so they were all up ridiculously early. Still feeling a little tired, honestly. Going to have to go to bed early tonight.
Based on a review from Kobold Quarterly, I ordered Secrets of Pact Magic and Villains of Pact Magic from Radiance House, because I like the subject matter, and figured I could plunder it for both our 3.5 game and our Sorcerer game. I also received The Spider God's Bride and Other Tales of Sword and Sorcery from Xoth.net Publishing, which arrived a few days ago.
I have plenty of game-related reading in store for me in the near future.
Also, having a great discussion about Sorcerer over on the Forge (starting here). It's ridiculous how much I had blanked about play in the years since I'd last played in a game, but it is starting to come back, and (as usual for everyone, I swear) I'm still finding out new things about the rules as well.
That conversation made me realize something that made me kick myself. Remember back in the old days when the GM rolled all the dice so that you could concentrate on just playing your character? That's...Sorcerer!
The players just play their characters, that's their only job, and the GM deals with their dice -- not in terms of "rolling everything for you", but the same idea: he keeps track of what you need to roll when and lets you know. That's his job, not judging what dice you should get.
See what I mean? He doesn't give you dice, you don't earn them from him, he handles the dice so you can concentrate on playing, not whoring for bonus dice. That's a huge thing.
I know that I'd been viewing the system for a while as a "earn those dice with narrative chops (the GM decides if your chops earn you dice)", both because that's what the book makes it sound like (having been written pre-Big Theory and struggling to convey ideas that hadn't been formulated yet) and because of my highly Gamist leanings which make me look at the system as something to be utilized to win challenges.
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...and my sink broke. Blondie went down into the basement to get a towel from the dryer, and shouted upstairs, "The pawice arere!" Which made no sense, so I went to see what was going on, and she says, "Wook! It's weaking!" Water is pouring through the ceiling from the kitchen floor above...Jen's doing the dishes, draining the sink...turns out the drain seal broke.
All fixed now, but bleh. Stinky dishwater everywhere.