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20
Oct
21

Letter to Game Freak, the Makers of Pokémon Games, 10-20-2021

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Letter to Game Freak
Re: future Pokémon games

[I am posting this letter on my blog, instead of trying to figure out which email address is the best for reaching those who need to/should see it. I trust the forces that be will guide my words to the right source, somehow. I forewarn anyone who reads this; it is a lengthy letter…because I see many areas for improvement and have a fair number of compliments to offer, as well.  If you know where to send such letters to achieve my desired goal, feel free to suggest a direction/address in the comments below.]

Listen, game designers. I hate to sound like an adamant or rash Granbull, but it’s time we talk about remodeling these Pokémon games; specifically those involving extensive exploration of vast landscapes, collecting countless items and attempting to build up a team capable of defeating some advertised champion in battle. [And, I don’t mean complicating them, requiring more investment of time. No one needs to spend years playing one game (or…how many have you made/sold, now?) and ignoring their real world duties/interests. Although, having reason and/or zeal to revisit places (in changing weather/seasons) and replay the games is usually good.]

I *like* your games! Other than the thought of forcing my pets fight other animals in a strange sort of “cock fight,” over and over and over, again, I really do! I’ve spent countless dollars and hours chasing colorful creatures in so many different forms. I’ve chased to fast-food chains for toys when there were promotions. I feel like Ash Ketchum (Satoshi) sending in post cards to get his Kanto League baseball cap (instead of someone just handing it to him, along with new clothes, when he gets to the next region)! I once deemed myself a “Pokémon freak” for wanting and buying so many things. [There is a particular Pokémon character players encounter in the early games, who wears a costume set of dinosaur legs and a tail and is called something like a game or Pokémon freak; that would probably be me because I tend to enjoy wearing costume pieces and imitating other animals.]

The creature designs…well, most of them…are great. I think my first “loves” were Geodude and Bulbasaur. I don’t know why a round, rocky meatball with arms appeals to me, but it does! It’s the best “pet rock” I’ve ever seen. And, Bulbasaur screams “Chia Pet” but has a certain inexplicable charm, as well, unlike its evolutions. I love Articuno (but hate cold/icy things and weather). I favored Moltres until I saw Ho-Oh, which looks like a classical, cultural phoenix without being bathed in fire…like the exceptionally cooler Galarian Moltres (better design of the flames than the original), which is a little creepy. Wartortle is awesome; I love the feathery wings on its head, like Thor from Marvel Comics. Dragonair is beautiful; again, wings on its head…and a graceful form to represent wind and water, similar to Suicune, which is also beautiful. The Kantonian Vulpix could learn a few style tips from its Galarian cousin, but Ninetales is a dream, both the Kantonian and Alolan forms, as is Rapidash, both the Kantonian and Galarian forms. If I didn’t like enough of the Pokémon, I’d probably ignore the games.

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The splashy battle effects, when they’re done right, are delightful. [I LOVE fighting (well, not exactly enjoying combat but doing just about anything that isn’t labor) in the rain and am currently contemplating some new Pokémon that might make better use of Drizzle, which is better than Rain Dance if it still boosts water attacks/accuracy without requiring the use of a precious move slot.] Some moves look much cooler than they actually are. Spite, Sweet Scent and Confuse Ray, in certain games, are very cool visual effects but not very helpful.

The human character designs…well, let’s not talk about the Galarian region as much (including guys and gals that are…confused?…which caused certain members of my family to raise eyebrows and feel equally confused)…are mostly pleasing, as well, even “villains” like Giovanni and his Team (R) Rocket. They were a very clever mob in the early games because you didn’t know who worked with Team Rocket until they announced their allegiance. An agent could be anyone from a scientist to a person hanging out at a casino (unlike Team Skull who stood out like sore thumbs and seemed to only assist the beautiful yet somewhat scary boss lady, Lusamine, who headed the Aether company).

Watching the original (American) Pokémon cartoons (from what became known as the Kanto region), from the moment I first saw Brock at a Pokémon Center, I knew I was going to like the guy…and Nurse Joy…and Office Jenny. And, though it became a bit annoyingly repetitive, I enjoyed Misty’s responses to Brock’s behavior. Who couldn’t fall in love with those young women? And, how could I not pity a guy who fails…over and over…to find a proper life partner/wife/girlfriend? How could I not support him and follow his story?…except for that sad, brief period in which he stayed with Professor Ivy, while Ash and Misty were away at the Orange Islands. I was genuinely afraid he would meet some tragic fate after she rejected him.

Aside from all of that which is Brock, I was fairly gripped into following Ash’s journey across the region, trying different foods, ever so slowly learning a few things to better handle Pokémon (and other people) and reaching that Olympic-like championship (which sure looked better in the cartoon than it does in the early games). Despite Ash’s oblivious and hasty behavior (which seems oddly similar to that of Hop in Sword/Shield…though Hop is far less interesting), he is an amusing and somewhat inspiring character to follow. [Maybe Hop just needs a girlfriend or female “foil,” someone to interact with him, rather than just leave our playable character with a dumb smile on his/her face as we let Hop go about his chasing and failures.]

Misty was (is) a perfect travel companion, with her special blend of conflicting outlooks, humbling fear (of bugs, mainly), genuine concern and spirited encouragement. [I’m surprised Brock didn’t have any interest in HER, though I realize there may be a considerable age difference. Or, maybe, he secretly knew she was meant for Ash…though that relationship never seemed to develop!! I think I would have fallen in love with Misty on day one…and then told her to get rid of that odd hair band on day two…and replaced her bicycle by day thirty (because I hate having debt chained to me).] The three were a rather perfect team. [And, let’s not forget the comedic and touching antics of that rebellious Pikachu who wouldn’t stay in a ball.]

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I recall how the first generation of Pokémon questing games were so primitive–yet expansive in their own way and time–and failed to capture the magic of the cartoons. Then came Pokémon Yellow, and we players finally got the chance to meet up with Jessie and James and cope with a not-so-easy-to-please Pikachu. Brilliant, though somewhat of an after-thought in terms of planning. The “more accurate” game with a better quality of story came after the other three.

The story aspect, having your character pursue a goal and helping others along the way; that’s great (when it feels like a decent story and not just a flimsy set of directions guiding us through more and more questionable battles). Repetitive music droning without the ability to switch it off (when we just want to scream)…eh, not so much. [I can adjust volume of some things; why can’t I turn off the music?!…or alter the music style the way I was once able to alter the frame/profile card.]

It’s time to stop the TR/TM hunt madness. For over 25 years, you’ve had players scrambling and scratching their heads, trying to find and figure out what skill to teach what creature, worrying about wasting precious one-use lessons on the wrong critter just to win some big battle (or a series of big battles, which is even more excessively stress-inducing).

ENOUGH!!

There have been WAY too many hidden items and too few move tutors. And, the other means of teaching moves are just more confusion in the mix. [Oh!…my gosh! I cannot forget the time spent searching those repeating patches of grass and blank stretches with either the Item Finder or just looking for key spots for hidden items. That is a chore.]

Keep it simple.

EVERY move/lesson you can teach a Pokémon is a TM and free to use as often as players like once they find/acquire it. No more breaking or purchasing TRs at ridiculous rates. No more needing excessive amounts of “watts” to pay or money to reap. [Although, if you go with my following idea about Move Tutors, you COULD have some charge a fee for certain moves.]

I mean…geesh! We spend enough time scouring the maps for items and dealing with trainers looking to ambush us and raising levels to survive certain areas and gym battles. Why complicate all of that investment of time with fussing over what to teach our companions (and worrying about breeding)? [Not to mention…the limitation of 4 moves per creature is REALLY confining and discouraging; but I get it. Any more and the requirements for the game to house so many creatures with varying abilities might be overkill (in coding/memory storage).] If you decided to add more move/lesson options, on top of the already jaw-dropping list, where would you even bother to hide them all? How much more landscape do you need to stash a few dozen or hundred more “lesson balls?” When is enough enough? How long before a sufficient number of brains crash like computers?

Now, you could…

A) Have players finding hidden balls/scrolls that contain all of these moves and scatter them around the regional maps. [Good luck when the sheer number of moves exceeds land mass. I picture Easter egg hunts in which people run out of hiding places and/or interest and just dump a few here and there and call it done.]

OR

B) Scatter “wise folks” (move tutors) across the land, waiting for trainers to find and learn from them, like a “guru” or “sensei.” This would be an incentive for players to interact with the various people you place around the maps, including some of those pointless passersby who don’t seem to be doing much except requiring useless coding. Instead of having people that speak worthless nonsense, just to appear like they’re alive, give a few TMs to teach. A casual passerby might know a skill you could put to good use, if you let him/her “bend your ear.” [I recall the stout figure near the middle of town in one of the early games; he offered to teach Rollout, which was a new and amusing move, at the time.]

Perhaps, to scale down the number of required tutors (for the growing number of moves), you could have certain tutors help with a select variety of moves or function like those particular tutors who help remember “forgotten” moves, who don’t just re-teach one move. A tutor could be a master of a particular element/type, able to teach any move that fits under that type. Maybe certain tutors are better with teaching aggressive, physical moves while others are adept at training the mind or evasion/agility. Maybe some tutors work better with Pokémon of a particular nature/personality, much the way real teachers have differing results with different types of students. [A teacher with little or no sense of humor won’t likely put up with a “class clown.”]

I mentioned breeding earlier. Let’s talk about that, too, while we are here. Why do we even need to breed, honestly? Why do you need to complicate your games with an additional task just to HOPEFULLY get some ideal type/makeup and maybe satisfy the perfectionist virus in those who are cursed with it?

If breeding is to continue being a thing you can do, why not simplify it? Why can’t breeding just be a way to get a different personality or gender while retaining…

A) all of the moves known by one parent. In the case of breeding with a Ditto, the non-Ditto Pokémon’s full four-move set is passed to the offspring. Boom. Done. All that changes is the gender/personality of the offspring. Some children will be happier/nicer than others, who may be naughty/fussy.

OR

B) half of the moves known by the father and half known by the mother, specifying which slots are transferred, so trainers know where to place the passed-on moves. This would be a fair method/alternative for breeding without Ditto.

Now, let’s talk about the whole complication of Natures and whatever that other Personality trait is that also seems annoying. [‘Something about which IV stat is favored? Whatever!]

WHY ON GOD’S GREEN EARTH would anyone WANT a Pokémon that is “vain” or “naïve” or “finicky” or “likes to fight” or “lonely” or “capable of taking hits.” That last one really scrambles my brain. If every creature in your games cannot take hits, what’s it doing in a game that requires creatures to fight each other?! Seriously. That’s like saying “capable of running.” Yay. My Pokémon can get slapped and won’t complain because it’s also simple-minded and probably a masochist. And, if a Pokémon is traveling with you or another Pokémon, how can he/she/it be lonely?! That’s just stupid; that’s like saying the poor critter is oblivious to who or what is around him/her/it, even when they are receiving care.

I think you might need to clean the slate on some of these aspects and refresh the lists a bit. Try these options:

NATURES:

KIND (instead of Mild),
CARING (instead of Gentle),
HELPFUL (instead of Quiet),
FIERCE (instead of Adamant),
RABID/AGGRESSIVE (instead of Hasty/Rash),
REBELLIOUS (instead of Impish and/or Sassy which are both unpleasant, to say the least, if you consider sassy as rude, impolite and/or verbally cruel),
PROTECTIVE,
DEFENSIVE,
HONORABLE,
TRICKY (instead of Impish),
SMART,
WISE (instead of Timid)

[Quirky, Bashful (better than Timid which could be defined as afraid/cowardly), Docile, Bold, Jolly, Brave and Modest are just fine, I guess. Remember, these creatures are our companions/pets/defenders/teammates. Why would we want negative or defeatist traits? And, why do we need to “wonder trade” those with the lousy traits just to toss them away when we see them and become disappointed? That’s just a huge waste of time and coding!]

PERSONALITIES:

[I’m partial to “sturdy body” (versus the Sturdy ability, which is fairly pointless other than acting like a weak Focus Sash, if someone doesn’t use a move that spoils Sturdy like Double Kick), “highly curious” and “loves to eat” (as a fun, adventurous travel companion should be), “alert,” “thoroughly cunning” and “impetuous and silly.” Those are good/okay.]

RESPECTFULLY TIDY/SELF-CONFIDENT (instead of “somewhat vain,” which could be defined as useless or futile as well as obsessed with oneself),

STRONG/ENDURING (instead of that annoying “capable of taking hits”),

MESSY (as a fun alternative to tidy for slob fans, which makes more sense than “scatters things often”),

(FAIRLY/UNFAIRLY) PLAYFUL or TRICKY (versus impetuous and silly and/or mischievous, which could be defined as harmful, evil or mean-spirited, when some who benefit from Special Attacks might not need to be mean, wicked or evil…ya know?),

EXCEPTIONALLY (DARING/AUDACIOUS)

LOVES (LOUNGING/PLAYING) IN BED (versus “takes plenty of siestas,” which I realize is another attempt to infuse the Spanish language, for whatever reason)…or EARLY RISER/NIGHT OWL

ADEPT AT EVADING HARM or FAIRLY EVASIVE (versus “quick to flee,” which sounds cowardly and like someone who would abandon a friend)

Oh! I just had another intriguing idea. You created “mints” for adjusting certain traits/natures (without actually changing the text for those traits/natures). What if there were similar items or means of altering the actual (text) nature/personality to one that is preferred (considering certain code-skilled hackers are able to do this to some degree)? What if you could care for a Lonely and Somewhat Vain Pokémon some way that would turn him/her/it Jolly and Impetuous and Silly? What if a Pokémon Center could include a therapist (a “Doctor Mien” or “Doc Attitude” in an office near Nurse Joy) of some sort who could instill personality adjustments, much the way the café guys in the Galarian region can help with remembering moves and altering names?

Of course, if there were no such natures/personalities as Vain, Timid, Lax and Lonely, this wouldn’t be needed. But, considering you already have them in previous/current games…and considering you came up with the mint idea…why not a…er…mint-effect tutor; a personality adjusting therapist/massage supplier? This would improve the outlook on finding an unpleasant creature by providing a means of improving that outlook. You’re not exactly performing brain surgery or using mind control; you’re “polishing a turd” by instilling a new behavior/attitude. You’re turning a dud into a stud or star; you’re improving the nature of your partner by helping (not warping) him/her/it. Think of it like another way of correcting those status effects like paralysis and burns. A lonely or mischievous Pokémon could be trained/taught to be more jolly and kind/helpful; a timid Pokémon could be given ample feeding of support/compliments to become self-confident and/or brave. Now, you’re not just coping with a lousy “soldier” in your “army” as you pursue war; you’re looking out for your friends and stoking the fire of teamwork (much the way you already offer building “friendship” to allow for evading attacks).

Link Trades. I was recently discussing Link Trading with a family member who also plays some of your games. They were trying to connect with a particular trader via a link code. But, having to enter the same code over and over, only to encounter others trying to reach the same person, seemed rather annoying and futile. There is an option to block certain online players from making some kind of connection with you, as the player. What if there was a feature or bit of programming for filtering out those other people entering the link codes, so traders are not bumping into each other accidentally–which seems rather foolish. Or, there could be a “call-waiting” system which would let traders know where they stand in a line to get to a particular trader, giving each wannabe trader a number in that line. Also, a simple redial button would save the hassle of re-entering the same code over and over, again.

And, I know it’s probably asking too much, but I’d like a different general…er…type or model for these Pokémon games; focusing on battles seems deceptively cruel. There’s a splash of excitement and magic thrown over forcing animals to fight until they “faint.” My nephews say “die” and enjoy “killing” opposing Pokémon. It’s a bit difficult to enjoy…anything…when you are driven to “kill” something, without inducing bloodlust and promoting violence. I don’t want my beloved pets/friends/companions tearing, slashing and gutting other creatures I find in wild, natural settings…nor in some gym/arena; I’d prefer them to force the opposing creatures to withdraw with a playful splash, pounce or tail slap. [But, when I do encounter some jerk/bully and/or savage, mean-spirited creatures, I tend to lower my standards and may resort to some “blind” violence.]

[I realize the first games were probably intended for aggressive, restless boys who needed one more outlet for releasing violent energy away from actual human opponents. But, girls and non-violent boys/men (like me) like your “pets,” too. And, not every game or anime has to be about fighting to earn some sort of title or power; striving to achieve does not always equate combat. It may seem like combat, but we don’t actually attack others to get a promotion at work; that sounds more like The Hunger Games or The Running Man.]

Games like Pokémon Snap are…okay. But, I don’t want to just take photos and hope to get a good score/rating to decide my outcome; I don’t want to be rated on everything I do. [And, to be quite honest, taking photos of Pokémon in games seems a bit disappointing. Any photos I try to save always appear a bit pixelated, like an older 8-bit game versus an actual, quality photo I’d want to frame.] Completing a Pokedex is a goal, not a rating/score. And, I want to spend more time with my “pets,” not just throw a ball at them, feed them and then send them into battle only to watch some poor creature fall motionless (or…well…disappear). [Imagine having a monkey ride on your shoulder and toy/play with you or riding your newfound pet horse across the countryside, not watching a poor creature with short legs and lousy speed try to keep up as you speed ahead on a bicycle or motor vehicle.]

Even if my suggestions and these alternative Pokémon games help by providing alternatives to fighting, I get the feeling you may have already put a certain “stink” on the whole Pokémon image. Yet, like some trees, maybe this project just needs sufficient time to amend/heal. This reminds me of how certain legendary Pokémon cease conflicts between other powerful creatures.

Encouraging violence isn’t helping anyone, even if it temporarily can be a stress reliever. [When I get mad at someone, I’d rather play Final Fight or Double Dragon and pound some punks into submission than pick an actual fight with anyone.] If you look at anime like Avatar: The Last Airbender, the protagonists improve themselves with experience and interaction, with learning and observation; the combat is more often in self-defense than a chosen or required path. [And, isn’t one of the oldest lessons about the martial arts that they are not intended for “kicking butt” but for improving one’s ability to defend themselves and those they wish to protect?] Amazingly, people (in the Avatar anime) rarely faint; those who actually die seem to do so quietly or “off-camera” in a way that reduces potential discomfort. Though, I suppose, you have to accept the notion that mortals will eventually die, somehow; that’s also a lesson of life we all must learn.

You tried to steer things in a different direction with those “Pokémon Contests,” back in…was it Emerald? You had May face off against that “fancy pants” boy who boasted about his Roselia; they competed in some sort of exhibition of talents, beauty, strength, etc. Those were actually fun, in the game, by the way.

Maybe a sort of Pokémon Olympics would be a more noble path than fighting to fight some more and be the best fighter, excused as a “Pokémon Master.” [There is a Legend of Zelda game in which Link hones his skills as an archer. Similarly, Pokémon could hone skills with trainers met along a journey, practicing tree-climbing or swimming, for examples, to develop and improve skills which could then be tested in some sort of competition at a designated arena/stadium. And, unlike the actual modern Olympics, there would likely be less concern for coaches doing unpleasant things out of the public eye; in a way, the “parents” would be training and entering their “children” into competition, while encouraging/supporting the effort of helping others along the way to earning a medal/trophy.]

[You featured Pokémon Breeder as a path for Brock in the cartoons. Why couldn’t something like that be an alternative game plot? Have players work on being the best at caring for and learning about Pokémon, versus figuring out what deadly, powerful moves will ensure them victory in battle.]

Training could be done in nature, honing skills with splitting stones, meditating under waterfalls, swimming across lakes, listening to nature sounds, climbing mountains/trees, etc. Though, I realize, considering some of those objects in nature may also/actually be Pokémon…this gets a bit vexing. Also, instead of “fainting,” maybe, even in Pokémon battles, a fight could be decided with a “surrender” or “escape” when the opposing Pokémon “can no longer battle.” “The opposing (Pokémon) admits defeat and flees the scene to recover.” These games are not Dragon Quest or Final Fantasy; we’re not seeking tallies of kills in Medieval Times.

I think the Dynamax-pit battles in Pokémon Sword/Shield show signs of what’s to come. You took a diverse list of moves and reduced it to a smaller variety of type moves; all fighting moves become “maximum strike,” and grass moves become “maximum overgrowth.” That’s one step from going back to rock, scissors and paper. I think even you realize the list of possible moves is getting out of hand…yet you continue to try and invent more and more new creatures and keep them interesting. I think the early games should have taught you the lesson; such pursuits are sure to drive anyone mad and consume everything. It’s another green-eyed monster.

150 was a noble feat. 800+ is steering toward madness. You became like a rolling boulder, trying to keep the machine rolling with something new to keep buyers buying without losing or shedding the old. But, feeding such a monster only saps you until you’re nothing. [It’s a…wait for it…giga drain. Ha.]

You created something amazingly popular. Be content with it and move on to something new. Every story has an end; and then we find other stories. Eventually, Ash (Satoshi) gets older (even if he doesn’t mature); maybe he becomes a wistful mentor to the next generation who don’t see a need to have Pokémon fight for sport. Or, continue to make games involving Pokémon without the original questing and struggle to add more creatures/moves.

All of this does not mean anyone will forget what you created. Like other old games, we go back and play them, again, when the mood strikes. [Maybe not checkers, though my nephews are first playing that, now; I suppose some games lose their appeal.] The “Pokémon world” is a somewhat fun and educational place to visit (and return), full of colorful characters and creatures, just like our real world. Sure; it’s constantly evolving (and only expanding by revealing other parts we have yet to explore). But, learn from Monopoly, which is a huge waste of resources to create repetitive and time-consuming gaming just with an endless array of pieces from which players can choose. I know…creativity is both invigorating and taxing; but we all need to master better self-control. [I need to control myself and keep my letters more concise, as I’ve been advised many times.]

[And, I say all of this while a nephew and I have been busy creating new Pokémon; he already has two regions (or hemi-regions for the two compatible games of his generation) in mind and occasionally comes to me with new character drawings and explanations. You’ve given us–and others, I am sure–that itch you know all too well. Now, if only I could get him to work on a story, instead of just creatures and battle tactics.]

Despite your aspirations and/or intentions, we cannot actually LIVE in your Pokémon world. Trying to do so will deplete us until we are nothing. However, we can learn from your world how to better interact with and appreciate our own…you know, if we don’t try pitting a sparrow against a pig in combat.

Hopefully, some, if not all, of the above suggestions improve the quality and appreciation of your laborious works, for designers and players, alike. I think they will. I believe, with these adjustments, lengthy Pokémon questing games will be more worth the journey/investment.

Thank you (or “Domo arigato”) for your time and consideration. And, thank you for continuing to inspire me with your colorful creations. I am currently invested in Pokémon Shield and (excessively in) Pokémon Moon. I look forward to trying your latest Arceus game, considering it appears to add some fresh outlook on the journey and involves some historical elements. [I have an inexplicable interest in Asian culture and ancient history, though a few details occasionally deter my interest.]

Sincerely,

Writingbolt, a Pokémon fan since 1996 (though I first became enamored with the American cartoons in 1998, which drew me back to the games)

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18
Apr
19

Dear, Dear Tay (Taylor Alison Swift)… I have something personal to say, again

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Otherwise titled:  Tay Fever Strikes, Again…Digital Art Explosion, April ’19, Stage 5, Critical Mass

Tay?  If you’re out there…  I’ve been thinking about you, again.  You don’t know me, yet.  And, if deja vu means anything, you may miss your chance if I don’t take every chance I can get.  I’m a tragically timid, relatively paranoid, creative soul seeking purpose and partnership.  In some ways, I feel you and I are like two wheels meant to work together in some big clock that will revolutionize the world (in a good way, just to be clear, considering all the madness happening in recent years). 

I suppose I’m better off exposing myself (not THAT way, sheesh) in some video like that kid who wanted you to be his date to Prom.  [The thought would have crossed my mind, too, some years ago.  But, I didn’t even know you back then.  And, thinking of trying such a thing now…I am not so elastic that I could easily rebound from a rejection letter or no letter, at all.  I don’t even know…I’m not looking…did you ever respond to or visit that boy?]  But, while you risk your neck in the spotlight every day, I don’t have an army to put out fires, screen incoming calls, watch my back and counsel me.  So, I am treading cautiously but feeling strongly.  And, if you’ll work with me through this, we’ll both get the answers we need without more than a little heartache as a possible consequence.

I’m clearly not a man of few words.  I would not fair well on Twitter, sadly.  So, get comfortable and prepare to read.

As I wandered through my latest wave of obsessive fantasy thinking, I thought about your upcoming birthday, a small milestone on the road to the legend I am fairly certain you will one day achieve.  [Or, am I supposed to help with that?]  I started having the affectionate, loving thoughts of a horse getting ahead of the race. I haven’t even taken step one, and I’m worrying about step thirty.

I’ve had crushes on other musicians; I still carry tiny torches for a few, even if I am fairly certain those feelings are going nowhere.  Yet, each torch is different.  And, that certainly applies to you.  There’s something extra special about you (or that’s just what my infatuated mind is telling me).  And, every time I imagine myself standing in your presence, I am torn between passing out and turning into some mythical figure, like a mortal obtaining superhuman powers, as if you are some magical battery that would impact my evolution.  [I cannot say the same about most of those other torches.  Some women are just hot flames attracting moths to their doom.] 

If I think about it long enough, or if I look at countless photos and tabloids, I quickly lose steam and shrivel up into a ball without ambition; I feel dwarfed, out of style and out-classed.  I try to remind myself I only see a glimmer of the real you.  [And, you’ve likely seen nothing of me.]  And, I am not sure if that helps me feel better or makes my lofty visions more painful when I “realize” they’re not happening.

I went from seeing no other place to put these than in a “closet” to composing a birthday montage/letter which I could still wait to send.  But, the universe is stirring me to seize the moment.  And, if I’ve learned anything in this life, it’s usually my choice to wait that costs me so many opportunities.  Yet, when I leap at chances, I’ve also received my share of burns.  

Presently, I cannot feature my finest work in its video form.  But, I can show the parade of images that completes the “Side A” of the letter/video and enclose a “transcript” of “commentary” and the “Side B remix.”  And, why not, I’ll show a few from the collections that couldn’t fit nicely into the videos.  And, if you haven’t already, be sure to look back at previous posts with images of and messages to you.  [I’ll leave the birthday wish picture out of the lineup, for now.  So, at the end, where it says this was a thirty-page something…it’s currently twenty-nine.  And, you’ll just have to pause to read everything in each frame, as I see no way to adjust the speed of the slideshow.  [The “premium video version” lasts about 4 minutes and 30 seconds with all the bells and whistles.]

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If I am posting this during springtime, consider my explosion of creative output a side effect of Tay Fever. And, I’ll likely need a box of tissues.
Dear Taylor “Tay” Alison Swift,

This is a text reproduction of a video compilation I put together with two “sides,” like an audio cassette or vinyl record. If you are unable to see the video, just imagine these words set to the music of Elton John’s “Your Song,” as sung with the artist known as Pavarotti. Why “Your Song?” Because you write and perform songs, and I occasionally aspire to write, compose and perform songs, as well. I have a few guitars and am looking for a good teacher. 🙂 And, I’ve been known to have a good singing voice. Portions set in brackets are artwork captions. Some carry some small clue to/aspect of Tay and/or my identity. Others are meant to be amusing and related to the feature image in some way. ‘Plenty of cartoon, movie and song references to be found.]

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If ANYONE reading this–as I am enclosing it in my blog–has a means of contacting Tay, let me know. I can email you the video(s) I have not been able to post here (with my current “account settings”), and then you may either post them in your (YouTube) space or pass them to her, and I will be very grateful to you for your assistance. Mind you, the smallest video is roughly 3 MB in size and just a one-minute smile…while the more glorious ones, set to music and sprinkled with special effects, are 21-45 MB, depending upon upload quality, I guess. If that is too big for any email–as is possible–then, perhaps, I can craft a CD-ROM and “snail mail” my creation(s).

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Side A

Tay? Honey? I need a moment of your precious time…to tell you what’s been on my mind and in my heart.

[Table 13! Order up!]
[Tay Swift Soup. It’s Mm-Mm good. {She’s a hot dish.}]

<–I’m not sure why I felt the need to associate you with hot soup (and an old commercial tag line)…but I was in a bit of a silly mood. And, in an odd way, you are a sort of (attractive) comfort (food).–<<<

I don’t want to *serve* you some tripe about being your biggest fan…because I’m not. I like a few of your songs and think you are stunning.

<–Around this point, Elton John sings that resonating line about having a face that cannot hide well, little money and big aspirations. This is a line I imagine us both saying at some point. [Though, in your case, I cannot be sure about the money detail.]

I like to think I do okay with hiding my face. And, even in the small instances I’ve seen of you online, I see you trying your own way (which also plays a part in my selection of this “costume”). Obviously, you’ve been sufficiently caught, considering how these tabloid-photography mosquitoes are. But, the face I have a hard time hiding is my feelings, even if people claim I am hard to read. When I let them out, my feelings can be quite a force of nature. Or, in this instance, they’re like the side effects of a non-alcoholic intoxication, getting carried away with a desire.

And, I could spend countless hours conjuring up fantasies of what I’d like to do with and for you. All I’ve designed so far is just a sampler. But, I guess, I must curb my enthusiasm until some of those fantasies become realities, lest I really get carried away and accomplish nothing.–<<<

[I’m a Sagittarius cat!]

I don’t want to *pussyfoot.* But, I’m a socially timid guy trying to reach a star in this hazardous world. [I am not eager to be just another YouTube spectacle.]

<–I know others have successfully reached you via YouTube presentations (possibly just the lucky few to get turned into tiny broadcast news stories). And, I wouldn’t mind someone with an account featuring one or more of my videos for me, just to reach you. But, I am so sick of hearing about LIKES and VIEWS in the news as if such numbers mean anything. And, if recent news of deaths related to the pursuit of such fame isn’t enough to confirm some of my discontent feelings? For me to risk exposing myself on camera for a chance–not a guarantee–to make the kind genuine connection I seek and not just look like some drooling freak/fan…is it worth it? If I am not regularly using a YouTube account for anything productive…if it’s not part of some business…it’s just costing me money and fueling impulsive audiences like certain stores fuel impulse shopping; and that’s no good. Not everyone posting videos becomes the superstars seen on the news and talent shows; it’s just the latest “panic” spreading like the old “funniest home videos” race-to-fame-and-a-tiny-fortune. And, I am not yet comfortable, as an adult, doing something I might have dared to do as a kid with just a tape recorder to record his silly performances.–<<<

<–Then Elton sings that line about attempting a sculpture of his love interest. While I share his pessimism about the result, that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try. When my creative juices get going…and when there is a glimmer of hope they will serve a righteous purpose…there’s no telling what I will all create. This whole presentation is likely just an appetizer.–<<<

Even now, I am a little parched. Don’t leave me low and dry. But, I imagine you being like an oasis.

I think of you as a breath of fresh air…

…refreshing rain…

…or dazzling sunshine…

…day…

…or night…

…you mess with my tides.

When I’m down, one look at your smiling face can pick me up. And, when I’m up, one tabloid about you can bring me down.

<–The Sagittarius truth. Attributed to your “fire,” your face can light up my day. And, one blurb about you with some other guy can derail my schedule.–<<<

Tay, I want to fall into your arms and rustle your branches.

[What happened to my favorite tree?!]
[Dunno. I’m as *stumped* as you.]

I don’t ever want to bring you down…unless we’re being playful…or you threaten my spirit.

<–And, to threaten my spirit harshly enough to earn retaliation worth any concern, you’d have to blatantly do or say something I’ve identified as strongly disliked. I’m generally non-violent, preferring to attack the same way I honor, creatively (similar to your tactic–if it is a tactic–for turning ugly feelings into a song). Well, as I hate repeating myself, you can read more about this in my blog.–<<<

You may not be a cut above the rest. But, you’d be one hot present under the Christmas tree.

<–This is both a bit of a tree joke and a way of saying I may be so infatuated with what I think of you, Tay, that I could be blind to an unpleasant truth I have yet to learn. In the first frame, two hikers find a favored tree missing from the forest; in the second, that tree is standing over a pile of presents. So many lovers spill lavish words and make lofty claims about their partners being the prettiest or best something, only for the relationship to fall apart when someone just as pretty or “better” comes along. I think you’re stunning. I think you are just scratching the surface of your talents and capacity to influence the world. But, can I confirm you are the best of anything in the world? Truthfully, no.–<<<

<–Any guesses about why I make several references to wood/trees?–<<<

[*Gasp* I’m the luckiest (older) boy in the world!]

I may not know where you are or where you’re going.

[Zelda?]

But, I want to travel with you…around this world…and throughout the universe.

When you need to venture on your own, I hope you enjoy yourself.
And, when you’re coming around the mountain, I wanna meet you there.

<–A Sagittarius needs a certain amount of freedom/personal space; and I want to be sure I respect that (and am likewise respected). I also want to be a welcome face when you return from any venture that separates us; welcome back and let’s celebrate. This is a sample of my effort to follow the Golden Rule.–<<<

[It’s up to you, Tay! But, would you please contact Writingbolt? I’m tryin’ to sleep, here!]
[Shut up! He’s confessing these feelings his way!]
[New York! New-ew-ew Yorrrrk!]

I wanna wake up…in a city…that never sleeps…because we kept them up all night with our *shared energy.*

[Uuuh. Miss Swift? There is a charming man at the front gate who appears to have fainted from walking here just to speak with you.]

And, I will walk a thousand miles just to be the man who falls down at your door.

Because, there’s a fire in your eyes. And, when it’s gone, I want s’more.

I want to write songs with and for you. I want to get creative with you for as long as we live.

[I see love in our stars. Ooh! Is that Jupiter?]
[Arrow points to the costume I picked out which you could rock. A costume soon to be identified if you don’t already know it.]

I want us to howl at the moon because we are madly in love.
I want to share a lifetime of slumber and costume parties.

And, I want you to light up my life. [But, a big part of that requires your help to bring us together.]

But, then again, I hardly know you! I could be totally wrong. And, if I am…if I have you completely wrong…..

[Is this the forest of true love?]
[Leaf me alone! You’re barking up the wrong tree!]

<–Again, could I just be overly infatuated, considering I haven’t actually spent any time with you in person? And, could what I’ve learned with astrology be wrong? And, what if my message comes at a bad time? When you are otherwise…well, I am sure you can finish that sentence.

…Then this is one *honey* of a WOOPS! [Now, you see Swifty Honey, a variation of the anime heroine Cutey/Cutie Honey.]

[Now you know; and knowing is half the battle.]

Happy birthday, Sunshine.

Sincerely, your secretive admirer, Writingbolt

[Awoooo! She’s not a complicated monster. She just wants a lifetime of unconventional lovin’ with Writingbolt.]
[Swift!]
[Darn tootin’.]

Don’t be a monster in my closet…
[…Unless you’re engaging me in passionate, freaky sex for the rest of our lives.]

<–Or, if you need a better understanding of that bit…
First, “The Monster in my Closet” is a title given to something you, Tay, and I have both written (though your project surely varies from mine).
Second, if someone is going to haunt my closet, I don’t want them to make me miserable. If your “monster” was someone who violated you, I am speechless. My “monster” is a sexual fantasy linked to a dream (or nightmare) I had as a child. I don’t want some past love to make me linger with regret. I want that secret visitor, monster or otherwise, to be a constant source of pleasure.–<<<

But, if you just want to hug, kiss and hold hands while we explore the universe, I can *eggroll* with that. 🙂

<–Translation: Not everyone has to be a passionate sex fiend. And, romance–though I wish to use a word that is not associated with the Roman Empire–does not need to be an endangered art. Great love can be experienced on a spiritual level, too. And…I am partial to the Far East and eggrolls, just in case we have (American) Chinese food for dinner.–<<<

To learn more about the socially timid bachelor and artist known as Writingbolt, contact him via email, using one or both of the provided methods on his contact page. Once he trusts you with this, he will open the doors to phone calls and other means of contact.

You may also find useful details by reading and/or looking at some of his blog postings here at WordPress, including aspirations for the love of his life and a few personal details that managed to escape his concern for privacy and safety.

The preceding was a thirty-page* love lett–er, birthday card to the lovely Taylor Alison Swift. Her photo and all artwork, aside from editing, were provided by internet search and cartoons painstakingly clipped by Writingbolt, pieced together into this request for a blissful relationship. If the artist is misguided or too late with his request, please inform him on how to reach Miss Swift…

*Can you guess why this was designed to include thirty pages?

Or, he will just do his best to recover and move on with his life.

<–Just to be clear…that means I am looking for a way to accurately reach you, Tay, with this message. If WordPress isn’t sufficient, I am asking for assistance. And, if there is something wrong with the message or its timing (you know what I mean), then I guess I just have to suck it up and get on with my life. I will try my best to hold my head up high and continue to honor you in my creative endeavors (as long as I don’t make myself sick).–<<<

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Side B

[In this variation of the previous, new thoughts pop up over the previous captions, and some images are replaced with other artworks and added effects. It’s sort of like a commentary playing over a DVD movie.]

Or, better yet, let me show you how you’ve inspired me and consume a large portion of my creative energy, since 2009.

Actually, I’ve only recently started putting your face into digital art.

[That Face]

<–What I failed to include (or cut so you wouldn’t have to pause the video to read long paragraphs at every frame) was how I’ve dabbled with pencil sketches (portraits) over the years and used your love story song, once, in an effort to play Cupid for someone. I’ve also had you in mind while crafting my own ideas for a modern Jem and the Holograms movie and writing my first books; not novels, mind you, but books. Though, I did sort of have you in mind when designing a particularly holy character in a mini-series I am still struggling to complete. But, I didn’t get the sudden urge to create so much digital art until I found the courage to post a birthday letter/greeting on my blog. These are mostly photo manipulations, something I haven’t done in years due to…–<<<

An old fear, something few, I doubt, would understand, repressed the urge for a long time.

<–I won’t adequately explain this without cracking a dam of emotion. And, I’d prefer to do that only when I feel comfortable in the company of a trusted soul. I have a feeling saying certain things makes them happen. I also have this feeling certain events have already taken place in a way that causes me to experience unpleasant (to say the least) deja vu. In my effort to counter the negative possibilities, I am crafting and voicing pleasant fantasies as one might put on a “vision board.”–<<<

But, your love story (song) lit a torch, nearly a decade ago.

<–As I just said, I started cooking with creative ideas around 2009. And, I continue to have moments when my thoughts turn to you.–<<<

[Tea with Taylor in the Morning]

<–Me imagining a Skype chat with you while sharing cups of tea, somewhat inspired by a brief segment featured on the TV series Community.–<<<

A torch that has been burning…

…through tabloid stunners and short-lived relationships…

…and kept on burning up until this day…

[I Got a Letter, Jem-esque song lyrics by Writingbolt]

…when I finally found a little song in my heart…

…and a video to compose for another.

<–Just to clarify, I was picturing you as Jerrica Benton from the Jem cartoons when the song “I Got a Letter” popped into my mind. And then, as I considered turning my vast collection of portrait/photo-manipulation variations into a video compilation, I was drawn to Elton John’s “Your Song.” It may be that easy for me to write a song. Even if it’s just a small “tease” of a song, you might say, “Why don’t you (take lessons and) write more of your own songs?” But, I have less desire to write for myself than I would, knowing I had someone valued to fill my heart. And, together, who knows what we could create……that seems to be a crutch of mine. I’m both selfish for limiting what I do until I get something in return…and selfless when I find myself desiring someone or happy to be in their company. Put a smile on my face, and you’ll likely get a hundred in return. And, if I find you in need of a smile, I’ll likely make an effort to put one on your face. But, don’t expect me to entertain you or do anything on my own unless I say I will do it. And, even then, can I guarantee I’ll follow through? Like a building that withstands centuries, I need a good foundation of love and trust to build myself up and become a better factory…or fruitful tree.–<<<

If you’re not a fan of seeing your face this way, forgive my creative choice.

<–Not everyone appreciates seeing their face being added to a cartoon (particularly a shapely anime) character. ‘Just checking. Because, as the caption reads: I don’t ever want to bring you down.–<<<

I just had a moment when I pictured you as a heroine.

And, this character came to mind. Not for what she is (technically, an android built by a man who lost his daughter and wanted to preserve her beauty as well as create a heroic female figure to fight the encroaching darkness in his world) but for her beauty and what she does.

You hear the calls of others and rush to help them.

You’re not just a musician. You’re a traveling muse and activist, in your own small way.

So, now I’m calling.

And, I pray you’ll answer.

Will you be my heroine?

[Swifty Honey…with a freshly lit torch and a “dynamite” manga (comic book) page that reflects my feelings.]

I’m not some sick child on his deathbed or charity trying to feed a nation.

I’m just a man, an artist, looking at a beautiful woman, wishing he could get to know her better.

<–That’s not exactly great English for a yet-budding author, but it came out the way it did. And, I’m sticking with that.–<<<

A face and a spirit that can improve the world better than some of the most famous artists. And, I want to honor and work with you.

<–I’ll take a favorable portrait of you over the Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo, any day.–<<<

[A one-year subscription to Rattle and Hum magazine, a blend of astrology and music in a fantasy magazine composed by you and I, featuring some columns with witty references to your favorite color and certain songs.]
[A silhouette image for a possible tour poster or just a computer’s “wallpaper,” featuring one of those acoustic guitars with your name on it.]

[Thanks, Elton John. It’s still *your song.* But, it works nicely, here.]

[A possible new (vinyl record) album cover, titled Red-Velvet Lover, a play on the band Velvet Revolver (not a personal favorite, just a name that tickled a funny nerve while thinking of writing music for you), referring to your preference for red and an image I found of you rocking a pair of red velvet boots. Also, a play on RCA Records–whether or not you associate with them–and a touch of astrology.]
[A 1970s-ish talk-show image for commercial breaks, similar to what you’d see on the old Johnny Carson and Merv Griffin shows, featuring three different looks I have seen you sport.]
[A cover for a novel I imagine us writing together. Do you like my “pen name?”]
[A portrait that includes 13 words I associate with you; 13 in regards to the day you were born.]

Nearly a gigabyte of Taylor Swift artworks and videos? Am I sick?

<–I get self-conscious, at times, wondering if I am becoming inappropriately obsessed. I’ve received quite a bit of criticism, over the years, about my personal feelings/interests. I feel all of my creative energy would be better put to use in an existent relationship and/or serving some active purpose. But, at the moment, and too often, it’s spent in a daydream, wishful thinking. I’m terrible at “breaking the ice” (at least, in the public eye). I hate just spinning my tires. But, fears get in my way and slow me down. I am quite alone and lonely with my feelings. If such whims took no time, at all, and could be made in a flash, this might seem easy to pass off as inexpensive as a casually sent greeting card or memo. But, I have really been getting sucked into this. I’m trying to finish writing a book, and this happens. And then there’s that deja vu feeling that haunts me. It would be nice to finally, someday, know someone who can take all I can give and make it feel worthwhile, to satisfy my creative spirit with gratitude and purpose.–<<<

Happy birthday, Sunshine.

Sincerely, your secretive admirer, Writingbolt (AP)

[An image of you as Adora from the 1980s She-Ra cartoon, thinking about (me), another blonde heroine you could fit. Someone off-screen asks who is the mystery man whispering in your woods. That’s a little joke about the forest the heroes (in that cartoon) defended.]
[Swifty Honey with a mob of cartoon cats; just me thinking of your interest in/preference for cats.]
[An image of you as Jerrica Benton from the 1985 Jem cartoon, receiving a letter…the inspiration for “I Got a Letter.” I was rather pleased with my effort to recreate the audio-tape-ribbon portions, as was common on Jem product packaging.]
[An image of you as Princess Zelda from the Legend of Zelda video games; except you are the beauty just starting to form your legend. Note the snake print and “Triforce” of guitar picks.]
[Another possible record album for you, titled “My Tay on the Highway,” a collection of songs to keep people entertained on road trips, featuring Swifty Honey with a *red* Jeep.]
[An image of you a few years into the future, running for President of My Heart.]
[And, lastly, a second image of you as Jerrica Benton…just another wishful thought. :)]

[And, a disclaimer for anyone other than Tay reading/watching (the video): If you are watching this, please pass the message any way you can to reach Taylor Alison Swift. And, thank you.]

As suggested, you may–and I hope you will–reach me via email via one of the methods provided on my Contact Me page (here) at WordPress. If you have any questions about myself, my creative output and/or just about anything on your mind, I am happy to answer them (in private). I may not have all the answers, but I have plenty of thoughts and opinions. 😀

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Lengthy Disclaimer #??:  I know I’m not the only obsessing Taylor Alison Swift fan to use her image this way.  But, I’m also not the average fan…not exactly a super-fan.  Some of you know this, already…well, if you’ve been truly following my emotional tides.  I don’t study her so closely that I know her favorite everything.  I don’t subscribe to the newsletters and follow her like the camera folks that stalk her every move.  [How DOES one live like that?]

I know she likes red, cats, responding to the calls of others (though I am not sure what exactly determines who gets a response), handbags that don’t exactly sit on her long, lean arms right and enough daringly short outfits to attract every mosquito in the world and defy any concern for aging for years to come (with no need to compete with the likes of Jennifer Lopez, as some images give me the impression).  I also know what I like and don’t like, obviously, as much about her; I know what makes me think she is quite awesome and a worthy partner to challenge, complement and inspire me, as I would do the same, I think, for her.  I’ve touched on some of that, previously, and don’t want to repeat much.  I know it’s not healthy to dwell so much on someone you’ve never met, never spoken with and may never get to know as personally as you’d like.  [‘Still crossing my fingers!]  But, truth be told, she keeps getting into my head!  And, the last thing I want to do is make that sound the least bit creepy.  But, in a way, it IS a bit creepy.

For whatever reason, I had another “episode” and found myself obsessively crafting variations on these concepts.  They swallowed up a rather large chunk of time over the past few days.  But, I wasn’t having much luck crafting anything else.  As I already said, writer’s block has been shutting me down (for weeks).  And, I haven’t had much ambition to create any (useless) art for a while.  I’ve lost my practicing spark, again.  But, thinking of famous people who have captured a piece of my heart, namely Tay (as I continue to call her, affectionately), gave me a little drive to create…something.  I’m just not sure how to classify this stuff without putting myself down.

And, thinking about time passing me by, as I am sure she is thinking, too, I got to thinking about weighing these…maybe silly aspirations for the pursuit of any kind of relationship.  How much longer before the next love interest on my lofty list ties the knot?  [I had planned on posting something about one who recently got married, because it really got under my skin…but I have resisted, as I felt it wouldn’t accomplish much.]  It’s a really difficult thing for me to do, separating fantasy from reality.  It’s painful and uncertain.  I mean, if I am going to be true to my Sagittarius (or not so Sagittarius) roots, I have to believe anything is possible.  Yet, doubt, fear and a trail of tabloids have a “funny” way of bringing me down.  So, which way do I go?  All I can do, for now, is put what I have “out there.”  Right?  And, I have the feeling this isn’t the best place.  But, that’s me, too, I guess.  I don’t pick the best picnic spots.

In short–ha–I simply hope these creations serve a valid purpose and don’t just look like obsessive nonsense.  I’m considering them items on a sort of “vision board.”  I’m speaking to the universe which speaks to me.  Hear me, universe?  I’m calling out to someone I value for some reason even though we’ve had no real contact.  And, if you’re kind, you’ll help me make the right contact…if it’s meant to be…if I’m not just under some spell like one who falls in love with a character only to find the actress who played that character is nothing like the latter and thus defeats the interest.  Better to have loved and lost than never to have had the chance to love, at all, right?  Well, have I had the chance to love?  Is this the love I am to lose before I even hold her hand?

 

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16

The U.S.A. Must be Full of Masochists…

*****

…Because on Nov. 8, 2016, they showed fifty shades of gray. 

Who knew Americans (who voted) liked being abused verbally, sexually and any other way you care or care not to imagine.

But, why should we be surprised?  This happens every 8 (used to be 4) years.  Just when you think someone’s building something–one group says it’s good, the other says it’s bad–the tide turns, and the skyscrapers fall only to see new towers be built on the burial sites.  Talk about Poltergeist.  It’s the ghost of elections past.

36 years ago, the USA elected Ronald Reagan, an actor who some questioned for his knowledge/experience.  Chinese astrology says a lot about things happening in cycles of 12.  Could there be some pattern to all of this?

Is this the USA getting its Trump-up-Pence?

Stay tuned, cave dwellers.  Same bad time.  Same bad channel.




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