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I Was Promised a Lawn, Where Is My Lawn
Sep. 6th, 2017 08:57 amLast night I put up a post on Tumblr...
(Or rather, early yesterday morning I wrote a post and scheduled it to go live last night, because that is how I handle my business with Tumblr. I'm subscribed to a handful of Tumblr blogs on a reader service called Feedly, so I get my fan art along with the news. From Feedly I'll open Tumblr posts in a new tab and schedule all of my reblogs for the day. This means that I end up spending less than five minutes on Tumblr, which suits me just fine.)
...about how it's reasonable to expect that many gamers would be attracted to a character like Ganondorf. After all, if the average age of console gamers is 35 (source), then it makes sense for "the average gamer" to be attracted to a character in his thirties instead of the teenage protagonists.
I love young people, I really do. I admire their energy and their creativity and the sincerity of their convictions. I want to support young people and see them rise in the world, and I'm always interested when someone in their teens or early twenties shares their opinions with me. That being said, the idea of sleeping with one of them creeps me out, and sometimes I can't help but get the sense that their thoughts and feelings are immature because, you know, they're still kids.
Age doesn't necessarily have anything to do with maturity, of course, and I know plenty of people in my own generational cohort who I wish would just grow the fuck up already. This is why, when someone mentions an "adult" topic implying adult responsibilities like children or a mortgage, I am instantly put at ease. (Also, childcare and real estate are endlessly fascinating, even if you, like me, don't have kids and will probably never own a house).
Unfortunately, I'm at a weird intersection of maturity in which I consider myself to be an adult but have the artistic ability of someone still in high school. This means that, if I join some sort of comics drawing group with other amateurs, they'll more than likely be younger than me, and it will be embarrassing that I still suck so much. Although honestly, what scares me even more is the prospect of joining a meet-up of enthusiastic adult hobbyists, because let's be real, those people can be kind of strange.
Ah well. You don't know until you try. I really need to get over myself and talk to the people at Fantom Comics. The people who work at the store seem to be in their late twenties and early thirties, and there's a good gender and racial mix, so I always feel comfortable there.
Just for the record, though, Japanese video games are really weird about age. Like technically, if Tidus is 17, and Auron says that he was Tidus's age when he went on his pilgrimage with Braska ten years ago, then Auron is 27, which means that according to JRPG logic if you're older than 27 years old then you should be probably just be put out of your misery already.
(Or rather, early yesterday morning I wrote a post and scheduled it to go live last night, because that is how I handle my business with Tumblr. I'm subscribed to a handful of Tumblr blogs on a reader service called Feedly, so I get my fan art along with the news. From Feedly I'll open Tumblr posts in a new tab and schedule all of my reblogs for the day. This means that I end up spending less than five minutes on Tumblr, which suits me just fine.)
...about how it's reasonable to expect that many gamers would be attracted to a character like Ganondorf. After all, if the average age of console gamers is 35 (source), then it makes sense for "the average gamer" to be attracted to a character in his thirties instead of the teenage protagonists.
I love young people, I really do. I admire their energy and their creativity and the sincerity of their convictions. I want to support young people and see them rise in the world, and I'm always interested when someone in their teens or early twenties shares their opinions with me. That being said, the idea of sleeping with one of them creeps me out, and sometimes I can't help but get the sense that their thoughts and feelings are immature because, you know, they're still kids.
Age doesn't necessarily have anything to do with maturity, of course, and I know plenty of people in my own generational cohort who I wish would just grow the fuck up already. This is why, when someone mentions an "adult" topic implying adult responsibilities like children or a mortgage, I am instantly put at ease. (Also, childcare and real estate are endlessly fascinating, even if you, like me, don't have kids and will probably never own a house).
Unfortunately, I'm at a weird intersection of maturity in which I consider myself to be an adult but have the artistic ability of someone still in high school. This means that, if I join some sort of comics drawing group with other amateurs, they'll more than likely be younger than me, and it will be embarrassing that I still suck so much. Although honestly, what scares me even more is the prospect of joining a meet-up of enthusiastic adult hobbyists, because let's be real, those people can be kind of strange.
Ah well. You don't know until you try. I really need to get over myself and talk to the people at Fantom Comics. The people who work at the store seem to be in their late twenties and early thirties, and there's a good gender and racial mix, so I always feel comfortable there.
Just for the record, though, Japanese video games are really weird about age. Like technically, if Tidus is 17, and Auron says that he was Tidus's age when he went on his pilgrimage with Braska ten years ago, then Auron is 27, which means that according to JRPG logic if you're older than 27 years old then you should be probably just be put out of your misery already.
