Being a gamer, you understand a bit as to what writers must go through when the Muse strikes them. You get flashes of character, or scenes that appear in your mind rather like Athena from her father's skull, and alas the headache isn't always optional. Little Wren and I have an ongoing game between us, taking characters that started over twenty years ago, and we've been writing adventures and tales with them and their world for a decade now. Songstress was involved a little too, at the beginning, and other characters were brought in and explored.

I rather like the sensations I would get from these explorations. I have a tendency to look at the big picture in our games, and I work out systems of politics and culture, technology and art. Little Wren does that as well, but it's more my strength. Hers deals with the trees more than the forest, looking in on specific people and seeing how they would place themselves in the events we have created for them. It's all a very good time for us, although it gets challenging as new faces and places have to step in, as the stories evolve. Life is an anthology. :grin:

Anyway, I had been toying with an idea for a world of supers that wouldn't be an exercise in fanfiction, not that there is anything wrong with that. I wanted to set up an editorial voice, and dream this particular dream about the world, and see where it went. But with this idea came an interesting villain, and for whatever reason The Virus, as I referred to him by code, wanted me to tell tales about him.

So, I'll be writing some rough drafts and leaving them open to comments, assuming anyone is interested in my navel-gazing. I feel the need to write, to create, and to share. Who knows? You might feel the right to question, debate, and critique.

Begin.