But now steampunk is in the New York Times and the Boston Phoenix - there are bands and craftsman and costumers. It's an aesthetic that reaches outside the traditional nerd boundaries of games and fiction. The time to strike is now!
So once I set my mind to it, I can't stop thinking about it. Muddy ideas for systems stuff suddenly gelled in "aha!" moments, little bits of data presented themselves out of the mix of memory and google (those are getting more and more the same thing) and all in all, I went to sleep with my mind skittering over steampunk stuff like a gentleman chemist fiddling with glassware, and woke up with swallowtail coats and club collars on the brain.
It's like there's this whole bank of vaccuum tubes that is generally dark, but when I get fixated on something, they all light up in a symphony of activity, and I can't turn it off until I get it out of my system. It's rewarding to be inspired - but I sure wish I would be inspired about something more practical. Or at least something a little less dorky, like a book or screenplay.