Editor’s note: This column is part of a fictional weekly serial.Edgar had been watching the car wind towards his house for the better part of half an hour now. So open were the fields between here and the horizon. For 30 years, any movement on the road had caused his heart to clench — lock all ...
Editor’s note: This column is part of a fictional weekly serial.“...and if I find out you’ve given my name to any mailing lists, there WILL be hell to pay!”Finding her tirade’s target out of earshot, Cecilia stood on the curb for a moment, allowing herself the indulgence of a self-righteousness ...
Critics of gaming culture complain that games are egoist because the player directly controls events through the proxy of the protagonist. I generally take issue with this, but this is especially untrue of That Dragon, Cancer. You can rock Joel to sleep, explore the colorful hospital with him. You can try to escape the room in a small rowboat as it fills with water, as the doctor explains painfully that the prognosis is terminal. The water overtakes the boat, and eventually you lose Joel in the waves as the game’s controls fail. You can’t save him.
You know those people who run into Carm and haphazardly sling a few scoops of cereal into a bowl and splash milk on top? Or those who grab a slice of lukewarm pizza and shovel said “meal” down their gullets while balancing their plates precariously on top of an economics textbook, desperate ...
Within the first half of the season, media coverage of the NBA has largely focused attention on headlines and stories involving a relatively small group of teams. Whether it is the returning world champion Golden State Warriors, the healthy Cleveland Cavaliers or struggling large-market-city teams ...
Last week, 15-year NBA veteran Jason Richardson announced his retirement from basketball. Richardson played with five different teams, most notably with the Golden State Warriors and the Phoenix Suns, over the course of his professional career. The 34-year-old NBA vet was drafted fifth overall in ...
Oh dear.That sums up how I feel going into this first column. “Utter dread” is another phrase I’ve been thinking about to describe the feeling. On Sunday, realizing I was contractually bound to writing something on a weekly basis, I went into full panic-mode. I thought about all of the Discrete ...
