How did I end up not making a blog post for this many months? Well, a lot has been going on.

First, my D&D group has gone through a total, almost tectonic shift. Several players basically dropped out for a variety of reasons, and then a bunch of new players came onboard. The joke about my gaming group is that, in order to participate, you had to either be queer, neuro-atypical, or both. I was recent officially diagnosed as having ADHD (to the surprise of none) so that got me into the club. But the other players embraced the whole ethos of the “be one, or the other, or both” and next thing you know I am running a D&D campaign composed entirely of queer and/or neuroatypical people, and quite frankly it has been glorious.

I think that, as a gaming community, we need to understand the real paucity of safe spaces for certain kinds of people right now and how our silly little hobby can actually do a lot of real good for people who do not always receive that from the outside world.

So for many months now I have been running a D&D game that, by pure coincidence, is composed entirely of women. Some lesbian, some trans, some not wired just a little bit differently, in which having this space to be silly and imaginative and safe is really, really important. And to be the straight, neuro-atypical Game Master for this group feels like the most important thing I am doing (aside from the whole domestic parent/spouse thing) means I am living an incredible existence right now.

But Holy Cow are they terrible at following the obvious bread-crumbs of a narrative plot line, if you get what I’m saying….