My Virtual Life

Over my senior year of high school and freshman year of college, I wrote a really awful science fiction novel. I think it’s Russell Baker who said that his first novel was good because it taught him to type quickly. My gorgeous and well-traveled protagonist (a thinly-veiled Mary Sue, I’m sure you’re shocked to discover), was a virtual world hacker, who used her skills to save the world, when she wasn’t having all the male characters fall in love with her.  Um. Yeah. It’s probably best that this novel never sees the light of day.


When I got in to work, at one of the my first days at my new job, my boss was on the test server getting killed repeatedly. There was a bug in the world-in-progress, where the enemy mobs existed, and moved and attacked properly, but were invisible.

“Oh, hi, Meg,” he said, as I came in with my coffee, “Are you really busy? Can you just clear me a path through the invisible boars so we can check the teleporter?”

Yes. Yes, I can. I think I’ve been ready for this request for years.

I signed in and picked up my glowing sword.

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0 Responses to My Virtual Life

  1. DarkTouch says:

    You should re-write it to be not quite so blatantly Mary Sue. And add more sex.

  2. Stick says:


  3. Meg says:

    Haha! I don’t think that making it less teenage wish granting would really redeem it.

  4. Meg says:

    Hey, I’m skilled.

  5. Anonymous says:

    Best work-related post ever.

  6. georgia says:

    :(:( i hate this

  7. georgia says:

    i am really really angry :(:(:(:(

  8. Anonymous says:

    are you as angry as a virtual boar?

  9. georgia says:

    no i dont

  10. georgia says:

    🙂 yes i think i am haha! LOL

  11. georgia says:

    :'( any1 goin 2 chat??

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