At the very end, though, there’s something that was entirely new to me. Lindy West talks about King’s Quest and Roberta Williams and gameworlds, and going to a coding class to become a gamemaker, but being the only female student, the ignored female student, and then drifting away from games, because “they didn’t want me.” I’m glad she became a writer, because I like her work, but, ugh, yet another smart woman who wanted to make games and felt totally unwanted in the industry. What a depressing trend.
Extra disappointing because how great would a Lindy West videogame have been?
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