When I had just released my first game, I soon went to the theatre and I remember thinking while I was there, “My game paid for this trip to the theatre.” I feel fortunate that there were at least some people that appreciated what I had done, and there were a surprising number of people that bought it.
The game (Cool-B in Search of Floyd) is free now, but I will always appreciate the original purchases of the game, and I will never forget the fan mail I got for several years afterwards. It really raised my faith in the future of games: seeing all the people that spent their time to understand what I had done, even though it was such a weird game that most who saw it dismissed completely. It confirmed to me that at least some portion of the gaming population really wants to see experimental work.
That game also played a part in getting me my first mentors in the game industry itself, Josh Fairhurst and Randy Greenback. The first place I showed the game when not in prototype stage was at Escapist Expo in Durham, NC. Josh was there showing Saturday Morning RPG and selling some classic games, and I started talking with him. He soon introduced me to Chris Cooper and Randy Greenback, and they all later on in the event tried Cool-B and gave the best feedback I had ever gotten up to that point. I knew I had to stay in touch with these guys.
Fast forward to today: Solanimus is in the same building as they are, and I am able to talk with them whenever. I consider them friends, yet still role models, advisers and mentors. Same for other mentors of mine such as my uncle Phil Edwards, Ted Seward, and my Scottish fiddle mentor Dr. John Turner. I hope one day I can somewhat repay them for all their invaluable help in what I’m trying to do with my life.
I’m still pedaling ahead, and sure, I’m a bit tired of not paying myself, but the belief in what I’m ultimately doing is good enough for now I suppose. I’ve just hardly begun, and since I’m bootstrapping with almost no money I know I shouldn’t expect to be going too fast at this point, but that doesn’t mean my self-esteem hasn’t suffered. 😉 All I can have at this point is faith and perseverance.
When my grandfather passed away in January, I remember sitting in the kitchen at his house, with a strong feeling of awe at what he was able to do with his life and how highly people think of him. He was always inspiring to me, and especially towards his later years, we connected over long conversations about industry, technology, and life as a whole.
Today was one of those days in particular I’ve felt thankful for the people that have helped me. Just wanted to make a post about it, typing while gradually going through my train of thought.