Have you ever done something (in various similar forms) for so long that it starts feeling like a dirty old hat that really isn’t so comfortable anymore?
No, I’m not talking about my wife.
I’m actually talking about D&D.
I’ve been playing it in various versions and various ways since I was about eight years old. That’s 26 years of playing D&D and other fantasy style RPGS – though D&D dominated those years.
Not only have I been playing it, but I’ve taken up hobbies (MMO gaming) or directed hobbies (reading) in that sort of direction.
For books I tend to stick solely in the fantasy genre, almost never leaving that sort of series aside from the very limited dip into sci-fi or books for learning some computer tech or practice.
For games I play in a pen and paper group weekly (when possible) and on those days I don’t see the kids outside of the morning rush. My oldest hates Wednesdays and calls them bad days because I’m not around – they literally cheer if it is cancelled or I’m home for what ever reason.
Video games go in the same way, it’s all CRPGs or MMOs based on fantasy. I’ve deviated a little into FPS types (Left 4 Dead 2 and I’m eye-balling Call of Duty Modern Warefare 2) and the very rare RTS (which aims towards fantasy type of content). The little deviations from the norm have been fun, I have to admit, but also a little short lived.
Maybe I’m just burning out or starting to lose interest or simply bored.