i've been in a very weird headspace for a while now, and not just because of the burnout i've become a broken record about. thanks to how well slarpg did i'm currently seeing the greatest financial success i've ever seen in my life, but it also feels like the bleakest time in recent memory to be working in any sort of creative field. it feels like the business side of things is beating the art side to a pulp
platforms i rely on like tumblr and twitter are constantly making the worst decisions possible. communities i'm a part of are fracturing. tumblr has been my main home on the web for over a decade and now it feels more precarious than ever. i cannot even begin to imagine how i would move thanks ken penders in particular off of tumblr in the event this was necessary - the blog is huge, and built specifically for the format of tumblr. every weekday i wake up to news of more layoffs in the game industry, be they AAA devs or workers at small studios. my fellow indies are struggling to find funding. everywhere you look every tech company is investing heavily in AI slop. shows and movies are getting wiped out by cowardly executives, and the stuff that does manage to come out often feels more and more cynical. even the spaces for criticism around these fields are in a death spiral, with thoughtful writing being replaced by clickbait content mills
not all of this has a direct impact on me as someone completely independent, but it's hard not to let it get to me. and of course the terrifying political climate in florida and the ongoing global pandemic that america seems hellbent on pretending isn't real aren't helping either. nor is the fact that i feel like i'm starting from scratch after a decade bound to rpg maker
it's just very difficult for me to start on a new multi-year project when the future is so uncertain and bleak right now. anyway don't be surprised when my next game is way more cynical than slarpg lmao
