They always say “never meet your heroes”, but I get the impression they should also say “never attempt to rebuild your heroes” because it invariably doesn’t work. I might gripe about bits and pieces of Skyrim but overall I enjoy it, though after 50-odd hours it gets a bit samey. The answer to such saminess? Why, an expansion pack!
The Dragonborn DLC is more than a year old now, but fuelled by a desire for just a bit more variety and not yet ready to drop this unhealthy but oh-so-addictive game, I was enticed to pick up this pack because it’s set on Solstheim, that same snowy place first brought to us in the Morrowind expansion pack Bloodmoon. A pack of which I enjoyed many elements, sure, though (guess what?) I found the frigid landscape just a teensy bit monotonous.
Oh well, that’s what disposable income is for. Let’s see if a little bit of mechanically-recovered Morrrowind magic can liven up the drab chill of Skyrim…
I recently found myself travelling on a seven-hour flight to Canada. Seven hours is quite a long time, especially combined with all the faffing about at check-in and security and duty free on top. But a trans-Atlantic holiday is a trans-Atlantic holiday and one must, if not travel light, then travel fairly middle-weight. That means no huge tomes — no Wheel of Time volumes, for example. (What a shame.)
After successfully passing probation at my current job, my employer kindly gifted me with a Kindle that I had no earthly reason ever to use, not being much of a world traveller and having cute netbook Astradyne reserved for Art on the commuter trains to Edinburgh.
A Kindle is, luckily, fair replacement for actual books when weight and centre of gravity become concerns, as in long-haul air travel. So all I needed was to find some e-books, and Project Gutenberg saw fit to furnish me with a text of elder aspect but recent interest…