James David Ward

So I don’t mind telling you that behind-the-scenes, yesterday’s post went a bit wrong. Well, I do mind telling you, but I think it’s healthier to share such things rather than keep them to yourself. Particularly when you’ve publicly committed to a course of action, such as daily blogging.

Undertaking any sort of creative project puts some weird pressures on you – or rather, you put them on yourself. Also, the project changes and morphs as you make progress on it, calling some of your starting assumptions into question. The strangest thing is a lot of these pressures are invisible. I’ll highlight the first one after this “read more” break.

• I had to take the cat for a vaccination. She wasn’t very happy to go in the carrier, but she was very cooperative at the vet. She’s a good-natured cat, really, but she’s still a bit nervous about everything at the moment. She’ll warm up.

• Applying for lots of jobs at the moment. No bites yet, but you keep on fishing.

• Watched the John Nathan-Turner documentary on Doctor Who: Season 26. Chris Chapman is very good, as is everyone who works on the docs for Who. We’re a lucky fandom.

• Getting to the point of Yooka-Laylee where it’s more about completionism than play. Definitely in the endgame there.

• Almost forgot to post today. From next week, a schedule. Possibly.

It’s nearly six o’clock and I’m not allowing myself to look at the Doctor Who: Season 26 Blu-ray box set until I’ve at least waved from here. So, I’ve got a couple of things to talk about, and then I can go listen to Sophie Aldred have a natter. (Turns out the couple of things all have something to do with Doctor Who.)

It’s Sunday, and I’m writing at 4.45pm which means 2h25m until Doctor Who begins. I’ve just come back from a nice walk around the Welford Road area, which descended into intolerable as soon as I stepped onto my road. The rain went from a cold trickle to a miserable, heavy smothering, and I have had to entirely change my wardrobe. One housemate is downstairs playing Spyro, the other is introducing himself to the cat, who is named Cassie, is definitely not a Cassie, but will most likely continue to be named Cassie. She’s not my cat, so it’s one of those things you have to suck up.

A quick one today. My housemates have adopted a cat called Cassie. One of them is on a trip today, so I accompanied the other to the pet rescue place to pick her up.

Here is a picture of her taken through the cat carrier, reconsidering her life choices:

I’ve surprised myself by really sticking at Yooka-Laylee and the Impossible Lair. I think we’re within hours of me being done with it, but I’ve seen every level, and if I was really determined to mop everthing up I’m sure I could do quite a bit of it. It’s rare that a game clicks with me, and I’m glad this one has.

Still really want to get Shadow of the Tomb Raider though. It’s at best a B-rated series, but it’s fun.