18 to 35

I usually feel pretty good about being a woman working in games. Sure, other feminists protest, and write books, and pass legislation. Women around the world risk injury or prosecution. But my huge move for women’s equality is doing a job I really like, and working in an industry I really like, and being good at it — all without having a penis!

Sometimes, being a woman in the games industry is a bit like my years as a foreigner in China, when every so often characteristics I’m barely even aware of become huge and noteworthy. In Yantai, it was more, That’s a foreigner! Buying apples! Whoa! In games, I’ll be doing something I do all the time, and encounter shock that I am a woman doing that. That’s a girl! Doing game-related math! Whoa!

And, whenever someone visiting our offices mentions the startling fact that we have women working in computer games, I am ready with stats on how 18- to 35-year-old women are the fastest growing market share in games, or how casual games are growing in number and profitability, especially amount women.

This is a difficult codeswitching for me. I want propose game content in terms of how it will be fun for players, but that makes folks in my office laugh at me, and not in the good way. It is a constant effort for me to reframe “my players will love this activity!” as “players engaging this activity will monetize as this rate”.

So, the other day, when I was told again how surprising it is to see women in a game studio, and especially a woman in game design, I was quick to respond with my prepared stats.

“Women from 18 to 35 are a fast-growing market share.” I said “They monetize highly in casual games.”

“They got all that money from the eighteen- to thirty-five-year old men they divorced.” I was told.

I couldn’t force a laugh at this witticism, but that’s okay because it wasn’t intended as a joke. When the speaker registered my reaction to this, he told me it was ok to say because he knows so many wealthy ex-wives.

Of course I’m furious at being confronted with that mentality. I’m annoyed that this person will have a marked effect on the profitability and longevity of my project. I’m also annoyed at how vague I’ve got to be on the identity of the speaker, instead of calling out this person on the extreme level of sexism, because there could be very direct career consequences. (And, in a less direct way, because women who express this sort of indignation are quickly characterized as strident harpies, as tough to work with, and so forth.)

I’d thought I was changing gender expectations by working in games. Turns out, I wasn’t really expected to be working at all.

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Raptr!

Raptr! Conveniently listing my content release in-world time! Oh, man.

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I Don’t Get It

Whenever someone tells a really obvious, off-color joke, Stick will look at them, cock his head to the side, look blank for a moment, and deadpan “I don’t get it.”

He says this a lot. Actually, he says this so much that somehow I’d somehow forgotten that Stick is the only person who says this. And, you might not know this from my blog, but Stick is actually not known by the entire world.

So today a bad-punning coworker made a stupid comment, and I followed it up by telling him I don’t get it.  There was a dead silence for a second, and then riotous laughter from the rest of the office.

Jokes on them all, though. That’s not even my line.

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Occupy The Desk!

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Caitlin was out today, so Financial (Nash) and Creative (me) collaborated to redecorate her desk. We left this for her to find on Monday! (We have it on good authority that Caitlin is moving today and doesn’t have internet access!)

 

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The Thorn and The Blossom By Theodora Goss | Dialect Magazine

New post up on Dialect, where I talk about a gorgeously constructed book and admit to just a tiny fraction of how much reading I do on the train.

I do 90% of my reading on an ereader, which is convenient for commute reading, easily brings me the sequel to the novel I’ve just finished, and fits neatly into my purse. So I was struck by the physical form of Theadora Goss’ new book, The Thorn and the Blossom,  an accordion folded, double-sided story, in a heavy cardboard case for a package deceptively like a hardcover book. The book can be opened from either side, creating a physical book with two front covers, and a story with two beginnings and no end.

via The Thorn and The Blossom By Theodora Goss | Dialect Magazine.

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Tiger Eye – Mechanique

So Genevieve mentioned that she’s guest posting over on Marjorie Liu’s blog, and as I start reading a really hilarious piece on Couples Who Should Totally Have Gotten Together In Movies (Note: Not actually the title), I’m also wondering why Marjorie Liu sounds kinds of familiar.

Genevieve is an amazing writer, who was my classmate at Cambridge, and then my cheap-theater buddy in London. I will condense her super-impressive list of works down to last year’s Mechanique: A Tale of the Circus Tresaulti and Geek Wisdom.  (Oh, and hey, if you’re ever wondering where to take a guy you have a crush on? “My friend from England is throwing a circus book launch” is an automatic win.)

After reading, I started clicking though Marjorie’s China blog, and it dawned on it me that her name had sounded familiar because she’s the author of the Tiger Eye novels and of the script for Tiger Eye: Curse of the Riddle Box, an HO/adventure game I’d helped to test.  And she’s also a writer on X-Men, and Jim Henson’s The Storyteller, and about a thousand supernatural novels…

Anyway, check out the awesomeness combined with more awesomeness in Genevieve’s post on Marjorie’s blog, regarding People Who Should Totally Have Gotten Together In Movies.

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Thanks, Office Poltergeist!

Purple and Alive, by Simpson’s Paradox

After an escalating series of office pranks, Chip warned me by text that the office poltergeist (the unseen force with a penchant for redecorating desks and hiding Hello Kitties and Domomons) had left something purple on my desk. The following text told me to hurry into work, because it’s alive!

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Console Game Dating

My friend Matt has an awesome new post up on Nitrobeard about hanging on to game systems.  The whole article is worth a read, whether it’s a scarily accurate peek into your own rationale or insights into why your gamer boyfriend won’t trash hardware that’s been collecting dust for years, but this one line is brilliant:

The internet has made it harder to tell how old a person is – but a quick and easy way to figure it out is to ask which console is their all-time favorite. Whatever that console is, that’s when that person was roughly 13-15 years old.

Via Nitrobeard – Latest Musings – Why Gamers Horde – Matt Pierce

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Wally’s Cafe

I got back from Denver late Sunday night, dragged myself into Manhattan for work this morning, and started IMing with Roy as I set up the test environment.

Roy: I ran into Harold at Wally’s Cafe this weekend
Meg: oh yeah?
Roy: somehow he hadn’t noticed I was sitting there reading near the door when he came in, had his entire lunch, and also read for a while,
and didn’t see me
when I noticed him as he was leaving
ok, so I could have also noticed him earlier
Meg: Aah, my two best friends in New York. Sitting in the same cafe.
Reading and ignoring each other.

 

 

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Friends

I’m at Stick’s house in Denver, sitting on the couch with him and catching up.  Stick is telling me all the ridiculous Facebook user names his team is using to test his Facebook game, and I am laughing and telling him all the goofy names we’re using on *my Super Secret other project*.

“Oooh!”I say, “Could my test account and your test account be Facebook friends?”

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