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#RPGaDay 2017 -- Day 10

Where do you go for RPG reviews?

Almost all of my information about new RPGs comes from word-of-mouth or personal recommendations, either at my home table or via Google Plus (yes, G+, again; I really need to write that screed down soon). Between Moe T, Sean's Picks, Brie's Five (or so) Questions, and my circles' recommendations and testimonials, I get pretty much everything I need to know. That being said, it's important to understand that I'm not really a big purchaser of new things, especially now that I'm "between jobs"; my interest in learning a new system has only gone down as I get older. But I do what I can to support new, different, and upcoming voices that I see as valuable both in the general culture and in gaming culture specifically, so I try to lean towards woman/queer/PoC creators when I do spend my money.

One place I don't go: Big Purple. It used to be my default destination for...nearly everything, every day. But it's moved on, and I don't feel like it moved in a direction I was interested in going. So I wish everyone the best there, but it's not somewhere I feel like visiting.

But that's a rant for another time.

Where do you go for reviews?

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