Jamie Wakefield

Things couldn’t be better. There was a time in my life when I was bored with Magic, bored with video games, bored with writing and didn’t know what to do with myself. Well, those days have passed. I have way too much to do, and not enough time to do it in. Writing is going well. At Wendy’s urging, I let my hands and consciousness fly when working on the novel. Free writing without correcting or worrying and it became much easier. It started to flow better and become much less painful. I expected it to be garbage, but it came out all right. It’s still not as easy as just reporting and rambling, but it is a lot easier now. Magic is going pretty much awful. I haven’t made a top 8 online in… months? Writing about it, and the response on the forums when I submit an article is very good though. I’m up to my eleventh article for Star City and it feels great to be writing about Magic again. Thanks to my loyal readers, I asked for and received directions to Magic shops in Madrid. There’s a very

It’s interesting being from Vermont and moving to Madrid. I feel like a norseman here. I still can’t get over people wearing winter jackets when it’s 70 degrees out. I have yet to wear a jacket and everyone on the street is in a winter jacket and scarves. When I first typed this, my little desktop widgets from Vista told me Madrid today is 55 degrees. In Middlebury Vermont its minus 12. Just got off the phone, Doug tells me they just got another 22-24 inches of snow this week. Yesterday, it was 70 degrees out. Wendy heard a woman tell her child “Hurry up, I’m freezing out here.” Moving right along… We’re settling in. There’s a lot to be done both with someone moving in with you, and someone moving to another country. You find you need things. You go out and get those things. You have people to meet and parties to go to. You have a schedule that is constantly interrupted for the first ten days. Last week we started to settle down. I got my column in to Star City days early instead of ju

Rodney Sheldon wrote this - Hil and Michele held a release tournament for Planar Chaos in February. It was dedicated to Mare’s memory, due to the fact her card, the Timbermare, is part of the set. There were 52 people that played in the tournament… this is quite a large number for the small state of Vermont. People came from all over the state and even other states and a few from Canada. There were another 30 plus that filter in during the day. All of the procceeds are going to the American Cancer society. People that did not even know her and were there to pick up comics or a game… just donated to American Cancer Society.This is not a tournament report… because I did not play… Mick and I helped Hil and Michele out running the tournament, the raffle, the bake sale, the drafts and anything else that need doing during the day. It was great fun!! I don’t even know who won the tournament… and in the end it really did not matter as that is not what the day was really about. Just a few thoug

February 16th was my last day with gainful employment. What a scary thing to type. The plan was to take a week off and relax before I started the next chapter of my life. Life is always about chapters. The High School chapter. The college chapter. The eight years at the Middlebury Inn chapter. The married chapter. The cancer chapter. Ugh. That chapter Sucked with a capital Suck. The plan for the week off would be to play some Magic, zone out in front of the TV, play Poker with my friends. It was going to be great. Instead I spent the next week running around like a madman taking care of things that I had no idea I would need to manage before I left. But then it was off for a relaxing week in Florida with my new love. Florida was amazing. We had this little cabin in Jensen’s Marina that had Manatees floating around the docks. There were dozens of Manatees, sometimes within arms reach. Pelicans wandering around the docks, some of them as tall as my mid thigh. A dozen or more of them woul