My Life With Master

When I think about moments in life where my eyes were opened to something perspective changing, it is a long list. Reading books, watching movies, having conversations with strangers and friends, witnessing moments in history, I am the kind of sponge that takes these things in and dives into self-reflection. Reading and playing My Life With Master easily falls within that category for me.

Memory is a hazy, imperfect thing, but I believe I got the book either the year it won or the just before it won the Diana Jones Award. It is a small, beautiful work that I devoured, and devoured again until I finally had the chance to play it. Reading and playing this elegant game forced some serious reckoning with myself and my preconceptions regarding games.

But let me back up a bit and share my favorite introduction to a game book...