The kind of disclaimer Movie Bob should have given: I’m a Christian. This story involves the Bible as a central plot element.
I first ran an RPG campaign at the tender age of thirteen. My brother and I sat down with my brand-new GURPS 3rd ed. Basic Set (back when it was one book instead of two!). Running a campaign fills me with nostalgia. I’ll spend this series introducing basic concepts and working through obstacles so that anyone can start their own campaign with friends.
If you take a gander at my Shelfari account, you’ll notice something hilarious and sad: I hate nine out of every ten novels I try to read. I don’t finish them. Sometimes, I get so frustrated that I quit very, very early.
Up until my disastrous, nonexistent seventh grade, we used A Beka Books curriculum for everything. I really liked their textbooks and workbooks, which contributed to my current obsession with the same.
Click here to download the My Immortal Drinking Game PDF. I reformatted the original to be more useful at parties. I’ve since used it many times, and it never fails to make everyone burst into raucous laughter.
Over at Subtle Pandemonium, Sully has posted about a cliché he hates. It involves a Snooping Little Kid, but there isn’t an exact trope that covers it. If I were to create the page myself, I’d call it Discovered Evil Plan Guarantee. Anyway, I figured I’d throw my contribution into the pot. One trope (of many) guaranteed to make me throw something across the room is You Have Failed Me for the Last Time.
Before we get into the nitty-gritty of planning your own curriculum and teaching yourself new subjects, it’s important to figure out your motivations and make a handy list of things you’d like to learn about. Figuring out these things early on will help prevent frustration, burnout, and aimless wandering.
I was homeschooled by my dad until the end of the sixth grade. He did a decent job; I learned to read early and was average in arithmetic. But around the time I was supposed to enter seventh grade, both my parents started online businesses and were forced to devote nearly all their time to building and maintaining their future internet empires. As a starry-eyed consolation typical of the late nineties, they offered their AOL connection several times a day (plus weekly trips to the library) to continue my education on my own.