Tag Archives: New York City
Guessing
“Guess what I did while you were away?” Harold asks, when I get back from E3. “Read a Star Trek novel on your iPad?” “Um. Well, yes. But I was going to say something else.”
Airport Camping
I was delayed at LAX on the way back from E3. I camped out by an outlet, with my laptop and my Starbucks cup and about ten thousand press kits, all the paraphenalia of my awesome life. Ok, so I … Continue reading
Obligatory Press Pass Photo
Freelance Media, by Simpson’s Paradox …and then I cracked myself up, thinking that I’ve gone to enough conferences and shows to say “obligatory press pass photo”.
The Knifefight Principle
So Figment has an idea for a social game with optional premium content. The basic concept is a multiplayer knifefight on the Facebook platform. Anyone can play free, but getting a knife costs extra. For a gold membership, he explains … Continue reading
Between New York and Los Angeles
I wrote this piece, Wanting, for TheSmartly a few months ago, but traveling between the two cities reawakens the same feelings. LA and New York make me want. That’s not a transitive verb here, I don’t have something in particular … Continue reading
Linguistic Circuits
I sent my parents my travel plans for conferences and conventions I’m covering this summer, and my dad wrote back: Well done, Meg! Now add these phrases to your vocabulary: (1) “Stop the presses!”* (2) “But the people have a … Continue reading
Why I Should Never Talk Business
Potential Investor: So, the target market for this game would be guys with a high-end gaming rig and experience with MMOs. Meg: Or would be GIRLS.
Red Bull Augmented Racing
When the demo for Red Bull augmented racing began at NYGaming‘s local games demo, I was just getting warmed up for a rant on how much I hate branded games. Corporate sponsorship almost always means a mediocre casual game, minus … Continue reading
Factually Accurate
“If we don’t get this content release out, I’m going to be like John the Baptist!” Harold pauses here, unsure if I’m following him. “Do you know who that is?” “Yes. I do. You know what my dad does for … Continue reading
