What If… I Rebooted Adventure Snack?

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One of my must-read comics growing up was What If…?, a showcase for the Marvel Universe’s most interesting butterfly effects. For example, “What If Doctor Doom Became a Hero?” or “What If Magneto Took Over the U.S.A.?” or “What If The Hulk Turned a Refreshing Lime Green?” (That last one features a rare team-up between Bruce Banner and the Kool-Aid Man to defeat Thirstmaster, who makes innocent people’s mouths uncomfortably dry just by staring at them. None of that is true, but I wish it was!)

I would read What If…? even if I hadn’t read the original comic issues they were riffing on. I think that’s because I enjoyed how What If…? showed the world descending into madness and apocalypse based on a single hero’s action, which I found fascinating, and in retrospect, campy. “Wow, I guess Loki would have enslaved humanity if Thor never took care of his dandruff problem!”

This week marks the one year anniversary of Equip Story! To celebrate, I thought I’d share with you the big “What If” of this newsletter. If you’ve been subscribed to my work long enough, you may remember Adventure Snack, my last newsletter, an award-winning series of short interactive fiction. I ended that newsletter after publishing 100 funny, bite-sized text adventure games in four and a half years. For my follow-up newsletter, I almost went in a very different direction. I was seriously considering betting the farm on the Adventure Snack concept. I was going to put a lot of money, time, and resources into creating an turbo-charged version Adventure Snack, until I read a book that changed the way I thought about making art in my spare time.

When I first came out to Los Angeles, I performed in live comedy shows at the UCB Theater and others. In a way, publishing Adventure Snack brought me back to my performing days. Every other week, I was going out on a digital stage (Substack) with a very strange act. It wasn’t improv, sketch, or the dreaded novelty song about dating in LA played on an acoustic guitar. It was me telling a story about Bigfoot being your landlord, where the audience decides how to get him to fix their overflowing toilet. Come to think of it, I did an interactive story show live at UCB with my custom programmed 2-XL robot toy. As I recall, a few people really liked it, and most probably would’ve preferred the novelty song about dating in LA.

I loved publishing Adventure Snack, but if I’m honest, I loved it most when it felt like a success. An early reviewer compared my writing to Douglas Adams, a personal hero! I was featured by IndieCade, the indie game festival! I kept adding new subscribers to the newsletter at a fast pace, growing from a few dozen when I launched to over a thousand, then over two thousand! When the audience laughs and applauds, being a performer is a great high. When my day job writing and designing game narratives for studios felt stifling or frustrating, I could get a little dopamine by releasing a new Adventure Snack and watch it catapult up the “Popular Posts” chart on my old Substack page. Line goes up! You like me, you really like me!

In the final year of Adventure Snack, something began to change. New subscribers trickled in still, but my growth was noticeably slower. Players weren’t engaging as much in the comments. Friends and family stopped telling me how much they enjoyed Adventure Snack, and when I looked at my stats page to see if they were still subscribed and playing, they were not. (I’ve stopped doing that. It’s extremely unhealthy behavior, lol!) But it wasn’t all doom and gloom. Fix Your Mother’s Printer was featured in Edge magazine and received a lot of complimentary reviews in IFComp, including a few heartfelt emails from players. But when I felt the spotlight less, my enjoyment dimmed.

When I began reckoning with these feelings, my first idea was to redesign Adventure Snack from the ground up. I could make it better! Faster! Stronger, even! So I devised a plan to reboot Adventure Snack as a daily newsletter, instead of bi-weekly. Every month would be a new story campaign, broken up into 30 short segments delivered to inboxes once per day. The stories would still be funny, but more epic, like a D&D campaign. Players would make a choice each day in their inbox, leading to a different email the next day, depending on their choices. I could create a more immersive experience, while maintaining the “snack” feel, and I’d have a chance to get a hit of applause every single day, instead of just twice a month.

Technically speaking, I knew this wouldn’t work on Substack, but other email service providers have the ability to categorize email recipients by which links they click on, so I could sort players based on their choices automatically, then send them the next branched installment. Taken altogether, it would’ve turned Adventure Snack into a meal. Maybe this would become huge. Maybe this would finally take the project to the next level. Maybe this would make me a famous game designer. Maybe I could charge players a monthly subscription fee.

But there was another idea for what to do with my newsletter. It began when I found out a former boss of mine – the brilliant Stacey Mason, a game creator, researcher, and critic with a PhD in artificial intelligence – was reading a book called Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert, who I knew as the Eat Pray Love lady. I have not read Eat Pray Love. I mostly know Eat Pray Love from jokes comedians make about white women. But if Stacey was reading Big Magic, I knew there was a good reason. The book, which is about how to live a creative life despite fears that hold us back from pursuing our artistic ambitions, blew me away with its ability to balance inspiration with pragmatism. It wasn’t “woo-woo.” It was “whoa-whoa!”

Everyone in my family pursues their creativity, some of us professionally. When I was a kid, I was a local actor who performed on stage and in radio commercials, just like my mom and sister. I wasn’t afraid to pursue creativity as a career. It came naturally to me. But Big Magic got me thinking about why I make things. Was I just the product of my environment? Or was there something more to my pursuit? There was a quote in the book that really got to me:

“What do you love doing so much that the words failure and success essentially become irrelevant? What do you love even more than you love your own ego?”

–Elizabeth Gilbert, Big Magic

Over the years, I’ve rejected a lot of personal project ideas – mostly games – because I didn’t think they would succeed commercially. Too weird. Too personal. Too something. What if I spent tons of time and energy developing a game and only a few people bought it? Or worse, only a few people even played it? What if nobody applauded? What if I flopped? But this quote got me thinking about what I would build if I put my ego aside. If I could challenge my preconceived notions of “success” and “failure.” All my life, I’ve been creating art with a certain set of expectations. What if I didn’t?

I agonized over the decision for weeks. Do I build the All-New Adventure Snack or follow this amorphous feeling I had to pursue not just a new project, but a new way of living creatively?

You know how my story branched. I didn’t build Adventure Snack: The Meal. But for once, it wasn’t because I thought the game would fail commercially. I actually still think the idea is viable! It’s like D&D meets Wordle. Money, please! The problem was that I wanted to pursue it because I thought it would be successful. Applause, applause, applause. Line goes up. Start a Patreon. Go viral. No, triple viral. My ego was holding on to Adventure Snack, because I wanted that high again.

You’re reading my other idea, Equip Story. Instead of pursuing projects for material aims, I’ve been trying to make projects that excite and challenge me, and make them enjoyably and sustainably. I haven’t always succeeded, but I’m learning more about my creative process with every step, documenting my findings and writing about them here.

Equip Story isn’t a show. This newsletter is a journal of my creative life, read aloud. I decided to come out from behind the curtain. Not for the applause, but to get some fresh air and just hang out.

Image by Brandon Bird

🎲 YOUR TURN: Is there a “what if” in your life? Do you think you made the right decision? Do you ever imagine what would’ve happened if you pursued it? Reply to this email with your what if, or tell the whole world by hitting the orange button below and leaving a comment.

Geoffrey Golden is a narrative designer, game creator, and interactive fiction author from Los Angeles. He’s written for Ubisoft, Disney, Gearbox, and indie studios around the world.

12 responses to “What If… I Rebooted Adventure Snack?”

  1. Lots of What ifs come to mind…

    What if my parents had sent me to the school for the blind in the first grade instead of letting me languish in the local public schools that had no idea what to do with a legally blind child until I started the 4th grade? Perhaps I would have been literate at 6 instead of 10 and developed a love of reading as a kid instead of an adolescent

    What if I hadn’t spent those years in public schools drugged into a stupor because I was caught in the ADHD overdiagnosis epidemic of the 90s? Perhaps I wouldn’t have had to repeat the second grade thanks to essentially spending the first year there in a drug-induced perpetual nap time and the second year of second grade constantly wanting to nap but not being allowed to.

    What if I had started my college education at my local community college instead of spending my freshman year getting my arse handed to me by a major university? Perhaps I would have gotten my associate degrees a year earlier and perhaps I could have transferred to my preferred school with a fighting chance at graduating instead of having those freshman grades as a lead weight forcing me to finish my bachelor’s degree at a local minor uni… and perhaps let me graduate with my BS in CS multiple years early.

    What if I had pursued a second opinion from Duke Eye Center sooner when I started having eye problems beyond what I’ve dealt with my whole life in the summer of 2012? Perhaps quicker intervention could have let me retain a usable amount of vision to this day, and perhaps that could have let me avoid a year of academic depression during my transition from visually impaired to blind and complete my BS a semester or two earlier even without the other what ifs being in play.

    What if My dad didn’t have a pekinese-pomuranean mix that hated my guts around the time I was dealing with vision loss and the after math of retinal reattachment surgery. Because there was at least one incident of said dog attacking my ankles during the post-op period after the first round of surgery that resulted in me losing my balance and falling on my rear and I can’t help wondering if that impact caused the redetachment that lead to a second round of surgery and if things would have gone smoother had that not happened.

    What if I had done a better job of separating my NSFW and SFW internet activity or had established a second e-mail strictly for professional activities that couldn’t be connected via google search to any personal web activity? Because I once lost a temp job opportunity that could have gotten my foot in the door because the potential employer didn’t like some of the things that came up when they googled the username portion of my e-mail address, and by the time I had done what damage control I could do and Google stopped returning the problematic stuff with a username search, I had lost all momentum towards finding employment, the person that was helping me with printed paperwork had become useless, and before I could get back on track, the pandemic hit.

    Combine all of these, and I might have finished Highschool a year earlier with a better foundation, finished my Associate degrees 2 years earlier, finish my Bachelor’s degree 3 years earlier, started a career in tech while family I could truly depend on was still alive, still have usable vision, and have been in a position to take care of my father’s other survivors after his death the way he had taken care of all his descendants while alive instead of barely making ends meet sharing a trailer with a pair of restaurant workers in a small town with no opportunities.

    1. Thanks for sharing – and for the reminder that What Ifs are about more than fun speculation or thought experiments. They can be infused with regret, sadness, and frustration, because life is full of real heartbreaking shit.

  2. What if I pursued comics instead of childens books as a creative career?

    1. Interesting! What do you think would’ve happened?

  3. Dave Goldschmid

    In the early 2000s I was a refugee from the crash of L.A.’s web entertainment industry. My resume had that experience plus TV assistant work, but I had no idea where to go next. Somehow I got an interview in the feature film world, to be the personal assistant to Oscar-winning director Curtis Hanson (of “L.A. Confidential” and “8 Mile” fame). I made it through a couple interviews and found myself across a desk from the man himself – and we got along great! We even had stuff in common, having both been raised as movie/TV geeks in the same part of the San Fernando Valley. I was able to see a future for myself learning from him and building a good career in film development.

    But that never happened.

    Hanson’s producing partner and I did not get along from the moment we met. I don’t know why – but this woman hated the air that I breathed lol. Did she not like Jews? Or gays? Or guys with a shaved head? Did my TV background offend her feature film pedigree? She flipped out on me when I had to tell her and Hanson that I regretted having to withdraw from their assistant search; that I was fine working long hours for little pay, but not for a boss who clearly didn’t want me there. I moved on and got back into the TV industry.

    15 years later Curtis Hanson died, and in the 10 years since, the film industry has been withering and imploding itself. I often wonder where I’d be today if I had taken that job. Would I be happier and in a better place than I am now? Or would that producer lady have driven me off a cliff?

    1. Thanks for sharing your what if, Dave. I, too, was a refugee from the LA’s web entertainment fad. I still can’t believe I made a meager living writing comedy blogs for websites. What a world that was.

      Interesting career fork! Sorry you had to deal with such a toxic person. I can’t imagine it would’ve been a good job to take. My feeling is that a job – no matter what the product – is only as enjoyable or fulfilling as the workplace itself. Sounds like that workplace would’ve been awful.

  4. Henry Barajas

    There is that fine line of wanting to make art while being able to make a living doing it. It’s a struggle. I think life gets in the way and people have things they have to deal with behind the scenes that get in the way of being able to be as supportive and engaged. I appreciate this new approach to what you’re doing, and I’m glad I get to see the good, the bad, and the ugly.

    1. Thanks for reading along, Henry. Guys like us, who have managed to make a career out of creativity, we’re the exception to the rule. I feel fortunate, but it’s still a struggle!

  5. Trin

    Mine’s an old one, but what if I hadn’t gotten married, and instead pursued my Masters and a dream job at the National Park Service. I can’t comfortably answer if I made the right decision, because saying yes would mean I’d never have had the joy of my son in my life…. But sometimes I still wonder if I’d have made someone a better mom because I pursued my job and would have been much happier with myself….

    1. I hear people say women can “have it all,” career and family, but that’s definitely not always true!

      What was your dream job specifically? A park ranger?

  6. Luke

    at college graduation I had the opportunity to be a traveling manager with an African Folk Music band. Instead I moved back with my parents for a few years.

    1. Whoa! What do you imagine your life would be like today if you toured with the folk band?

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