I like worldbuilding.
I'm building frameworks. Particularly, I'm building broken frameworks for my protagonists to wander around in and go, "What idiot made a universe like THIS? Can't you see that if you just give it a good shove here --" *SHOVE*
*ominous creaking from the set*
"Uh-oh..."
*more ominous creaking*
*evil laughter over the speakers*
"RUN."
In the real world, it is my job to iron-plate everything, to make it impossible to break it, tear it down, or shoot your foot off with it. Therefore, it's a real, honest, evil-wish-fulfilling joy to build something that I know is going to break, know that it's going to break in a big ugly interesting way on my characters, and know that it's SUPPOSED TO DO THAT.
My protagonists don't seem too pleased with me. Fortunately, they haven't found where I locked up the pitchforks yet.
I'm building frameworks. Particularly, I'm building broken frameworks for my protagonists to wander around in and go, "What idiot made a universe like THIS? Can't you see that if you just give it a good shove here --" *SHOVE*
*ominous creaking from the set*
"Uh-oh..."
*more ominous creaking*
*evil laughter over the speakers*
"RUN."
In the real world, it is my job to iron-plate everything, to make it impossible to break it, tear it down, or shoot your foot off with it. Therefore, it's a real, honest, evil-wish-fulfilling joy to build something that I know is going to break, know that it's going to break in a big ugly interesting way on my characters, and know that it's SUPPOSED TO DO THAT.
My protagonists don't seem too pleased with me. Fortunately, they haven't found where I locked up the pitchforks yet.