Weekly Update, August 24, 2025

No big announcements this week – slow progress on various projects continued, but nothing spectacular. Just another week of reminding myself that it’s a marathon, not a sprint, and that doing something is always better than doing nothing.

On my other sites this week:

The Pharmacoepia Fantastica had some new drugs added to it: Gamedone, Millenial Tristesse, Ninetenicillan, Ridilin and Stovulax. This brings the total number of fictional drugs now listed on the site to 130.

Weekly Update, August 17, 2025

This is the first of what I intend to become a regular feature here on the site, just a central accounting of the things I’ve been working on over the previous week.

First of all, and most obviously, I launched this site. It’s new and I don’t yet know entirely what I’m going to do with it (beyond what I’m already doing), but I’m fine with figuring that out as I go along. Aside from that, a lot of my attention has been on prepping my Call of Cthulhu game for Haven, which I am very excited about (it’s been a long time since I last wrote and ran a convention game).

On my other sites this week:

Reading Orders saw the new The Neal Asher’s Polity Universe Reading Order added to it, as well as more work behind the scenes on other upcoming features. I’m currently working on The Marvel Universe 14: The Late Eighties and its associated timelines and events, but it’s going to be a while yet before I get all that done, as I have other things with higher current priorities (like the aforementioned convention game).

Aside from the above, there’s work and life and things like that. You know how it is.

Coming Soon: Haven – Tabletop Roleplay

I will be running a Call of Cthulhu investigation set during the Emu War for them on September 7, between 1 and 5pm, at Rubix Warehouse (36 Phoenix Street, Brunswick). Here’s the blurb:

A Call of Cthulhu investigation for up to 6 soldiers caught up in the Emu War run by GM Loki

Times are tough. 1932 is staggering to a close, and there’s no end in sight to the Great Depression. There’s no jobs for an honest working man, except the one that’s always hiring: the Army. So you enlisted. Three meals a day, accommodation covered, money to send home to your family. It could be worse. I mean, it’s not like you’re gonna be called on to go to war like your dads were.

But you have been ordered to go out to some place in the middle of nowhere and help some farmers deal with some bird pests. They’ve been trying to shoot their way out of trouble, but this is beyond anything a bloke with a bolt action rifle or a shotgun can handle. This calls for Maxim machine guns and men who know how to use them. And that’s you.

It could be worse.

You can learn more about my game and the event as a whole here!