Snow, but made of text! Rooms, but made of text! Stairs, but made of text! An elevator, but made of text! You’ll probably die, but made of text! These fragments I have shored against my ruins!

You’ve always wanted to be a chess master! But you aren’t one! Are you! Now you can at least look like one! Pretend you’re playing chess! Make moves! Act like you feel things! Smirk! Frown! Weep! Chess!

Everyone in the party has died! Nothing beside remains! Round the decay of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare the lone and level sands stretch far away!

“Step into my magic circle!” Said the designer to the player! “There will be flow states! And narrative! And no ludology! Or no narrative and a lot of ludology! Whatever you prefer! It will be ergodic if not erotic! And it will be so immersive you just might drown in it!”

It’s Greek punishment! Again! Push a rock up a hill! Again! Try to drink the water! Again! Struggle against your chains! Again! It’s all the same! But everything is different!

There’s so much to see and do! But you can’t see it or do it! Grapple with videogame ontology! And epistemology! Perhaps you won’t see the point of any of this! I’m sorry! No I’m not!

A room! A trunk! A tube! A bed! A radiator! A light! A landscape! A darkness! A separation! A floating in air! A doubling! An intersection! And more! And more!

The sky is grey! The birds all flew! There’s no more trees for complaining to! The table’s turned! The rice is gone! The world is over, but the Method is strong!

There’s a great novelist inside all of us! Especially you! You just need to get started! Write! Read! Write-read! What is that?! Find out!

Independent games! Cloned! In a way! All the fun with none of the features! Hot topics! ‘Sex’! ‘Death’! ‘Art’! ‘Alternate Dimensions’! ‘Golf’! Bricks! Balls! Paddles! Breakout!