Wilson's Field Notes are a series of blog posts written by Kevin on the (now-defunct) Don't Starve webpage. They detail some of Wilson's survival experiences, and were posted from June to July 2012. Due to the various changes the Don't Starve franchise has been through since, it is unknown if Wilson's Field Notes are canonical.
New Tools Edit
This entry was posted on June 25, 2012.
I am a scientist, not a labourer! I’m used to probing the depths of the universe with the power of my mind, not digging holes and chopping down trees. But I’m also used to having walls and a roof, so I suppose one must make allowances for circumstance.
I should be able to put together some simple tools using the twigs and flint that litter the ground here. I may be reduced to living off the sweat of my brow, but at least I don’t have to do so with my bare hands.
This entry was posted on July 5, 2012.
I stumbled across a herd of these brutes today while I was hunting rabbits. When the one noticed me I was certain that I was a goner, but it soon lost interest and resumed eating.
The Beefalo spend almost all of their time eating. What little time they don’t spend eating they spend performing the other aspect of the digestive process. The stench of a Beefalo herd can not be described with polite language, although the dung is quite useful in small quantities.
I’m tired of eating rabbits. Tonight I shall try hunting a Beefalo instead. Their docile nature should make them an excellent food source...
Meat Effigy Edit
This entry was posted on July 31, 2012.
I am in an environment much harsher than that to which I am accustomed. Everything here is trying to kill me, or eat me, or... worse. It’s almost as bad as graduate school!
If I am to survive this place, I fear I must resort to drastic measures. That’s okay, though, for I am a Scientist, and my Science is nothing if not drastic. I think that if I build a wooden effigy of myself, and fill it full of meat, I can create an insurance policy against violent death. It’s a technique that’s well-known amongst the scientific community.
Maybe I should throw in some of my beard hairs as well. It couldn’t hurt!