I have always loved video games.
I remember being a very young child and somehow my family got their hands on a Sega Genesis. It was the first time I’d ever seen a game system (the Sega had only been out for a few years at that point) and I absolutely adored it. For hours I would sit there in front of the big, bulky black TV we had, staring at the screen and losing terribly at all the games we had (Disney games were hardcore).
There was something so addictive about it. Growing up, I had always been a bit awkward around people and more than a bit obnoxious. I never had very many friends so most of my free time was spent reading and, once we got it, playing on the Sega. I loved it. I never finished a single game on there that wasn’t based on a game show, but I still absolutely loved every frustrating minute with that system. We’d play together as a family, me and mother, my mother cursing as I beat her at Family Feud and Jeopardy and then goading me as she kicked my butt at Wheel of Fortune.
As I got older the Sega was soon regulated only to trips and grandmother’s house where she didn’t have cable. Instead we got a shiny, new N64. It was beautiful to my young eyes. I still remember the very 90’s purple controller and how awkward it was to hold (it was made for people with chest-arms). My mother had recently gotten married so the three of us would spend family time playing games together. Mario Kart, Donkey Kong, and Smash Brothers. We’d play together and we’d watch each other play single-player games.
Ocarina of Time is the first game I ever remember beating all by myself; I spent so much time playing it and I was so proud of myself for finishing it without any help. My best friend at the time had her own N64 and when I spent the night at her house, we’d stay up super late playing Goldeneye and weird Japanese games that we didn’t really understand.
Anytime I think of the system, I remember it with fondness. But those memories are no doubt tainted by nostalgia. Compared to the games out today, the ones on the N64 are clunky and simply. But there’s beauty in the ugly simplicity of the graphics and controls, even today. Those low resolution polygons are pretty much childhood for me.
That system was sold near the beginning of middle school for extra needed cash. From then on we didn’t really have video games in the house, there were more important things despite my occasional whining. Sometimes we’d buy older games for our old desktop computer. I played a ton of Where in the World is Carmen Sandiego and some game about an unlucky knight who was trying to do…something or other. I never actually got past the part in the knight game where I was supposed to get a pitchfork from the branches of a tree while on a Ferris Wheel.
Time passed and I started college. My love of gaming was rekindled by Steam. I didn’t have a desktop computer but I did have a laptop that did well enough with most games. I played Skyrim for the first time and from there on I was hooked. Saints Row 3 was next, shortly followed by Saints Row 4. From there on in I knew I wanted to get another console. I know that gaming is supposed to be better on a p.c. but once I saved up some money I bought the Xbox One and I adored it. My main reason for picking it was due to the vast and ever growing collection of older games (I needed to catch up after all).
That leads up to today and this blog!
I still love games and sometimes I even love the community and this blog is just my way to connect with that. It’ll be musing and thoughts about recent games I’ve played, about the gaming community in general, about being a girl who likes games.