Capped Off
Posted on September 12, 2006 Posted by John Scalzi 32 Comments
Just a general notice: after 184 and 108 comments, respectively, I’ve capped the comments on the “Don’t Piss Off Krissy” and “Follow-up on ‘Don’t Piss Off Krissy'” entries. I’ve done this primarily for my own benefit, as in, hey, I have a book to write, and I’m spending too much time commenting on what people are saying about my wife. And I think these particular threads have enough range of comments in them for pure future archeological and sociological value. Once I’ve finished The Last Colony which I hope for my own sanity will be soon, I may go back and open them. But for now, well, I’m too easily distracted by the urge to thump on people who I feel might have trangressed against my woman.
For those of you who have wondered what Krissy’s reaction to all this has been, incidentally: amused is probably the best word for it. I noted to her that yesterday was actually the busiest day in Whatever history due to her bar adventure (the previous busiest day was right after I wrote “Being Poor”), which she found a little wacky. It’s random what teh Intarweebs will have a fit about.
Incidentally, please please please don’t use this entry as a continuation of the other two comment threads. I capped them off for a reason, the reason being that I don’t want my editor Patrick Nielsen Hayden to fly out to my house and stand behind me with a hobnailed plank and a stern look on his face. I’m sure you’ll all understand.
What’s a hobnailed plank?
It’s a plank. With hobnails in it.
You know, if you need that kind of incentive to finish the book, we could probably line up a whole lot of volunteers for that duty. We could set up a rotation!
Whatcha think?!
Noooooes! Not the editor with the hobnailed plank!
Never annoy the editor.
Never fear: Those who wish to discuss the propriety of Krissy’s actions may continue to do so in myriad other comments threads. Krissy’s the Intarweeeb Femisist Hero/Strawfeminist Boogeywoman of the Week.
I think the sociological discussion of how Interweeb Celebrity happs is one of the interesting ones. But it’s a discussion for another time, since I’m working to deadline too.
If PNH shows up at your door, have Krissy throw him up against a wall & tell him to leave you alone.
(What? Did I say something wrong?)
I don’t want my editor Patrick Nielsen Hayden to fly out to my house and stand behind me with a hobnailed plank and a stern look on his face. I’m sure you’ll all understand.
Sure, but I’d pay to see that…
I don’t want my editor Patrick Nielsen Hayden to fly out to my house and stand behind me with a hobnailed plank and a stern look on his face. I’m sure you’ll all understand.
Sure, but I’d pay to see that…
Great. More violence. Dr. Helen’s going to get ahold of this and scold today’s publishing industry for being akin to a sweatshop.
I don’t want my editor Patrick Nielsen Hayden to fly out to my house and stand behind me with a hobnailed plank and a stern look on his face.
Right. Because editors are all work and no play. Because PNH was totally not responsible for Much Wasted Time on Whatever’s Fabulous “Fact” Day. Not responsible at all…
I know you don’t want us continuing the arguments from the closed threads, but I just have to say that I fully support your household’s stern opposition to mustard and salad dressing snobbery.
And comparing mustard to Kraft cheese-food? Please. That’s like the “Snacky’s law” of snack debate. When people compare squeezebut to plastic cheese, the terrorists win :).
I thought that “Snacky’s Law” of snack debate meant that once Kraft cheese-food was mentioned, the debate automatically ends.
These interwebs move too durn fast fer me. I guess that’s ’cause they’re like tubes, you see.
Sheesh, I missed all the fun, I have to say though, I am very for bat wielding women, bonus points for women who carry a firearm.
A writer friend of mine says that being a professonal writer is like having a term paper due, ALL THE TIME. And your mortgage depends on it.
Eek.
I’ve already read two books this year that have explicitly thanked PNH for his patience as deadlines traveled forward in time. Guess I can’t count on a trifecta.
Fran Leibowitz said being a writer is sentencing yourself to a lifetime of homework.
Boy is she ever right.
Does Krissy think the general behavior of people on the wbe is as stupid as my wife thinks it is?
A. think it’s just dumb the way people carry on. But I tell her when the rest of the world realizes digital synthesizers have as little soul as a Republican, she rolls her eyes.
The cap on: “Don’t Piss Off Krissy” was a good idea.
Now lets hope there will be a short story (fictional or otherwise) with the same title from John’s able hand at some point.
Jane Sagan vs. Krissy – who would win?
“I don’t want my editor Patrick Nielsen Hayden to fly out to my house and stand behind me with a hobnailed plank and a stern look on his face.”
The people who force me to turn written works in on time prefer a katana. It has that “I can poke you with the pointy end” bonus, too.
Ah, thank the gods, I also had work to do, and they had run out of comic relief, but like a traffic accident I just couldn’t turn away.
Write, John, write like the wind!
Besides, once I finish OMW (yeah, I’m reading out of order) I’m going to need a new book. And Tobias’ isn’t out until next year either.
I found your blog through others commenting on the “controversy” surrounding your wife’s defending herself (when did self defense become controversial? prob when Bush got elected…but I digress.) Anyway, just had to ask to make sure…are you the John Scalzi who went to the U of Chicago in the late 1980s? Because if you are, I’m the Dianne who used to work with you at the Maroon. Hello.
That would be me. Hello, Diane!
Now, you wouldn’t be coming from the blog of some U of Cers, in which someone said in the comments that I still sounded bitter, would you? Because, honestly, I couldn’t figure out that comment at all.
I like to tell people I’m tangy with a hint of nutmeg – not bitter…
Write on, John.
Can’t wait to read it!
Thank Goodness that’s over.
Now we can get back to IMPORTANT arguments…like how Sony’s PS3 is going to perform in the market. :-)
“Right. Because editors are all work and no play. Because PNH was totally not responsible for Much Wasted Time on Whatever’s Fabulous “Fact” Day. Not responsible at all…”
Hey, that thread was responsible for a great deal of important work-prevention. Which we all need now and then.
You should just suddenly end your book with the protagonist’s wife jacking up the main heavy with a forearm. it’s an amalgamation of what seems to be your most popular entry ever and what I think writers call deus ex machina.
If you can talk Krissy into wearing tight leather all the time, I’m pretty sure I could sell it to Hollywood. I’d have to alter her speech from the contrived-looking “You will respect women, got it?” to something more gonad-shrinking like “I hope you f*ck better than you fight, b*tch.”
I’m thinking Ray Lewis or former President Clinton for the masher,
I suspect the book and real life shouldn’t map each other so precisely, Smurf.
Darn it, talk about time wasters! Your site has become an addiction. Have to have my daily ration of JZ in the morning. At least it has a tendency to make the corners of my mouth poke upward instead of down. Hmm, maybe it’s not a time waster at all.
Uh, that JZ should be JS. I’m really not awake yet.
Whew! Glad that’s over. Now let’s get back to books and Scalzi books in particular.
So, John, having recently read OMW, I’m wondering who is your inspiration for Jane Sagan? I mean, that scene where John and Jane meet and she throws him against the wall just resonated for me. I meet a lot of women that way and thought maybe we can share stories.
Hang on, my invocation of processed cheese food has even been carried over to another thread? w00t! mds rulez teh Intarwebs! (Dear God, my life is so empty.)
I don’t want my editor Patrick Nielsen Hayden to fly out to my house and stand behind me with a hobnailed plank and a stern look on his face.
Don’t tell Mr. Nielsen Hayden, but I have dreams about exactly that. Well, almost exactly. It’s my house instead of Mr. Scalzi’s, and… Look, I’ll just quit now.
Now, you wouldn’t be coming from the blog of some U of Cers, in which someone said in the comments that I still sounded bitter, would you?
Nope, I came from Pandagon. Don’t ask me to explain the bitter comment. I’d never thought of you as particularly bitter. Certainly not for a U of Cer. U of C tended to produce bitter. What do you expect when you put a few thousand extreme introverts with borderline (or overt) Asperger’s syndrome together anyway? Love, sunshine, and bizarre yet somehow mutually bonding fraternity rituals? Try Yale.
Incidently, I started reading The Old Man’s War. Quite good so far, except that I don’t believe that no one could replecate the faster than light drive technology. Monopolies don’t last hundreds of years. Had to get that out of the way before saying that you’re writing is excellent and I hope your editor beats the next book out of you promptly.