I was asked in e-mail to air my thoughts regarding the upcoming National Novel Writing Month, which happens in November: The idea is to start and complete an entire novel in a single month (that month, clearly, being November). As it happens, I already wrote about my thoughts on NaNoWriMo two years ago, so rather than repeat myself, I’ll just link to it here.
Also, no, I don’t expect to participate: I’ll likely start my next novel — whatever it may be — in January. Before then I’ll be doing editorial wrangling on Subterranean Magazine, updating The Rough Guide to the Universe for its second edition, getting out some book proposals, and hopefully banging out a couple of short stories I’ve promised to people. All of which will keep me busy enough, thanks. But by all means, don’t let me stop you.
To the folks writing me e-mails asking me to comment about one thing or another happening in the world: You know, I would, but I’m going through one of my occasional periods of intense apathy about national and world events, so at the moment I’m finding it hard to care. I suspect it’s partly a defensive measure my brain kicks in after I spend too much time thinking about large events of world importance, and as we all know, last month I went just smidgen overboard with the whole Katrina thing. This month, nationally, all we have got going is the conservatives tearing out Bush’s entrails over Harriet Miers, and while I certainly find it amusing that now everyone hates George Bush, I don’t find it engaging enough at this point to say anything about. Other people are getting foamy enough over it that I’m content to let them take the lead at this point.
Bear in mind that it’s not that what’s going on with Miers isn’t important (not to mention the earthquake in Pakistan, the oncoming bird flu pandemic, or skyrocketing heating costs with winter coming on). It’s just that I can’t manage to rouse more than a token amount of concern or interest at the moment. Call it real world fatigue or something. I’ll get over it eventually. In the near-term, however, you should probably expect me to do the blog-writing equivalent of puttering about the house in a bathrobe for at least the next couple of weeks. I’m just warning you, is all.
One of the Whatever readers was apparently haunting the Subterranean Press site recently and noticed something there for pre-order called "An Old Man’s War Tale" and wanted to know what it was about. Well, now that I’ve finished it and it’s been accepted, I can tell you about it.
Every year Subterranean Press puts out a series of limited-edition deluxe signed chapbooks from some interesting authors, for fans of the authors and other collectors. This year I was invited to participate, along with folks like Charles de Lint, Jonathan Letham, Tim Powers and James Blaylock. My contribution is called "Questions for a Soldier." It was previously called "An Old Man’s War Tale" because I was asked to write something in the OMW universe and I agreed to do so, but Bill Schafer, Subterranean’s publisher, had no idea what I would write. Now he does, and now it has a formal title.
The chapbook is short story length, but what I’ve written for it is not a conventional short story. If you’ve read Old Man’s War, you’ll recall how John Perry, the book’s protagonist, does a "goodwill" tour of the colonies after the Battle of Coral. I thought it would be interesting to zoom in to one of the stops on that tour and catch John Perry in the act of talking with the colonists, some of whom are happy to see him, and some of whom are not. The story takes place in the back and forth between Perry and the colonists, and in the events and answers that get revealed in the questions.
If you’re a fan of John Perry and the OMW universe, here’s why this chapbook might be of interest to you:
John Perry doesn’t show up in The Ghost Brigades, so this will be your last chance — for a little while, at least — to catch up with him (other OMW characters do show up in TGB, most notably Jane Sagan — who, let me just say, totally kicks ass).
The chapbook features events and action sequences that took place during the time frame of OMW but which weren’t included in the book, including one battle sequence which was one of the first that I imagined for OMW, but wasn’t able to get into the book for various plot reasons. So to some extent this chapbook is akin to a "deleted scenes" feature on a DVD. And we all know how much we love deleted scenes.
If you’re paying attention, you might catch foreshadowing, not only for The Ghost Brigades but for the as-yet entirely theoretical third book in the series (which is to say, there’s been no official discussion of a third book, but if and when there is, and if and when I write it, some of what will be in that book will be foreshadowed by what’s in the chapbook. This is my rather convoluted way of saying yes, I do have a plot for a third book, and I’d be happy to write it. Now I need to tell the fine folks at Tor what it is so they can give it a thumbs up or thumbs down). As we all know, foreshadowing is your assurance of quality literature.
It’ll tide you over, not unlike a nice light snack, until The Ghost Brigades arrives in February.
This particular story is not available in any other format, so once this one’s gone — that’s that.
Aside from all that, the chapbook will be illustrated. Mmmm… picturey goodness. And if Subterranean gets the illustrator we’re thinking about, the chapbook is likely to be more valuable because of his contributions than mine. Funny how that works sometimes. (Update: we got him. It’s Bob Eggelton. Woot!)
Subterranean is selling the chapbook in two formats: the standard signed chapbook format for $18, for which there are 576 copies available, and the unimaginably superdeluxe lettered edition which will be either cloth or leather bound and tray cased, for $175. There will be 26 of those available, and if they sell out, I may keel from shock.
Now, for those of you unfamiliar with the concept of chapbooks, let me do note to you that what you’re getting here is an individual short story-length piece of writing, not an entire novel (or novella). I would hate to have someone shell out $18 (or $175, for that matter) and not know what you’re getting.
But for those of you looking for rare and unusual Scalzi-related curiosities, this is it, baby. This is explicitly designed to be a collector’s item, i.e., something that will go up significantly in value after they find my tragic, bloated body at the bottom of some lake. That’ll teach me to lay off the ponies. And for those of you who won’t be secretly rooting for my morbid, scandal-filled demise, there’s the extra added bonus that those of you who get it will know more about the Old Man’s War universe than everyone else. You can form your own secret club! I can’t wait to learn what the handshake will be.