Long ago, in a much different time, I had a dream of being a writer. Through various means, the devil has managed to conspire against these dreams of mine. Recently I stumbled upon a few blogs that have really inspired me to take up my war against those who stop me from attaining this dream.
I drew a map a few weeks ago after perusing the Destination Unknown blog to sort of test out a style that is used there, and one that I really liked. Inspired by these and the ideas presented in another pair of blogs: Rustfoot & RisusMonkey, I was determined to finish this little project. I wrote up a very short bit of text to go along with the map, tied it in with my old homebrew D&D game world of Sylnae, and let my friend Brennen take a look at it for layout and design suggestions. What I ended up with is a mini-zine that I am hoping will become a regular piece here on the blog. I opted to name it after my blog because Lapsus Calumni, a slip of the pen, really describes very well what goes on here on the blog, and probably any zine I ever aspire to produce.
Here is a sneak peek of the text in the pdf:
“Good lord! Snik, would ye look there,” Fellion said from a few steps ahead. He had cleared the slight rise and his eyes had fallen on the small town of Dothurien. “The Black Pony holds no warmth for us tonight.”
“What do you mean? Miriam sent word…” Snikle Wiffleberry’s words were cut short as the town came into his view. He stopped so suddenly in his tracks that the trailing mule behind nearly knocked him over. “Gods, what happened?”
For those of you so inclined, I have included a larger version of the map, with and without labels of the map included in the first issue of Lapsus Calumni. I present the labeled map that Snikle himself made and labeled for me over a fine cup honey mead one evening during one of his too-brief appearances in my sitting room. As he described the scene to me he clearly became uneasy, and though he would deny it to his grave, I am certain I saw him wipe away a tear when I was looking away. He paused for a long moment before he abruptly ended his recount of the adventures he had with Fellion that day, claiming to not feel well and promising to return shortly to continue his tale.
Download issue number one of Lapsus Calmuni.