Andrew Rollings and Ernest Adams On Game Design

Andrew Rollings and Ernest Adams on Game Design (ISBN 1-59273-001-9) is a book by Andrew Rollings and Ernest W. Adams. It was first published by New Riders Group on May 5, 2003. One of the authors, Ernest Adams, is the co-founder of the International Game Developers Association. He is also a regular contributor to both Game Developer magazine and Gamasutra.

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