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Stalking Out Into the Dusty Street

    Hey, everyone. Thank God it is Friday. I've been working on my new novel all week. Tonight I've sat here at my desk and done a bunch of corrections to it. Key among them was some better sentence structure, which was badly needed. I had printed off a hard copy of the typed file and the pages look like a dying chicken has drug his bleeding carcass over the paper. I used most of the ink from a red pen on the darn thing.
    I goofed off quite a bit, earlier in the day, messing with the I-Pad, trying new games etc. I noticed on App Shopper, an app which tracks sale prices, that the cool new robot game called Epoch was marked down in price to a reasonable $2.99. It is normally $5.99, so I jumped on it at the sale price. Due to my duties as a scribe for humanity, I have only been able to play just a little of it, but the graphics are indeed remarkable. I'll try to give you a full review before the weekend is over.
     The other day I did a brief review of the new game called, Desert Zombie, Last Stand. Tonight, I noticed that there was already an update out for it. It would appear that the developers are going to be the type of folks who are serious about their craft and listen to their customers. They have doubled the size of the game, inserting two new areas or maps, whatever you wish to call them. The graphics use the same Unreal Engine Technology as some of the other top games and they are superb in Desert Zombie. I believe that this game is going to be a really good one. If you've missed it, you might want to consider investing in it. ($5.99)
     Hey, I guess that the big hit of the week on the app store is Batman, Arkham City. The reviews are off the charts on the store and it is around #1 or #2 on the top ten list. I want it, but I have been splurging a lot on games lately. In their ignorance, none of the big gaming sites has hired me as a reviewer, so I have to buy my own games, just like you guys. Besides, my 64 Gig I-Pad 2 is even now groaning at the seams with games, many of which I haven't even played. Some of the tush-hogs in the games that I have beaten are getting a bit cocky since I haven't thrashed them in weeks. Where would John Slade be without me? He would doubtless be a greasy spot on the Cyberlobster's mechanical mouth.
    Oh, I was talking about Batman. This game is $5.99 and it appears to have a lot of depth. I don't normally get into games of the 'punch and kick' variety but this looks pretty cool. As the weekend rolls on, will I be able to rise above temptation and refrain from buying it? Who knows? I think gamers are sort of like gunslingers. We'd like to be cool and self-controlled. But, we're hanging around the saloon, having a beer. The guys at the poker table are chatting excitedly about the new gun in town. (The new game) We hear them. We start thinking. Is this new gunman faster than me? Our palms get sweaty. We lick our dry lips. Is it possible that this newcomer, this fast gun, could steal my glory? Could I beat the levels? Or would I have to call Trevor, my sidekick and gamer extraordinaire, for help?
     Finally, after a few days, we begin to hear the whispers. At the mercantile store, at the livery stable. "He's lost his nerve. He won't go out to face Batman, Arkham City." We begin to hear the whistling music from The Good, The Bad and The Ugly in our ears.
     So, at length, with shaking hand, we stalk out into the dusty street and tap the app store button. We punch up the app for Batman and download it.
    Sorry, I think I got carried away and thought I was writing another short story about my man, Cedric Gant, in The Notch Series. But, hey, if you can't have a little fun with this stuff, why play?
   I guess I'll sign off. I am playing hooky from the manuscript. I will almost certainly do another blog tomorrow. Thanks for reading!
    From the dusty street of Gotham City, I am CE Wills.
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