It’s Arrived

It sits on the top part of my desk now, pointing toward my Campbell, and also the stars (well, the ceiling. But, you know). Between them, pictures of my family. To the left, the original artwork for the OMW hardcover. To the right, impressionistic art from Athena. In case of fire, I will save the artwork on the right first.

Because her partisans will demand it: Ghlaghghee meets the Hugo.

Meanwhile, Athena is far more interested in what the Hugo was packed in. Fear her bubblewrapped fist!

36 Comments on “It’s Arrived”

  1. With that bubblewrapped fist, Athena looks like she could duke it out with Hellboy, or join forces with him for some kick ass adventures.

  2. Congratulations on winning the Hugo!!

    I started ‘The Last Colony’ on Sunday evening and finished it this morning. It was a little different than the other two in the OMW series, but very good. As I got further along I realized the need for the build-up in the first part of the book.

    I’ve really enjoyed the books that you have written and hope to see many more from you.

  3. Ooo, shiny, pointy. I think Glaghghee is more likely saying, “This thing isn’t a scratching post. It doesn’t even look fun to rub up against. What good is it? Why would the human put in a place of honor?”

    And fifteen minutes after taking these photos, the place was littered with empty Coke Zero cans and FedEx boxes.

  4. Bubbled Athena reminds me of a great Calvin and Hobbes strip where Calvin waited weeks and weeks for his Chocolate Frosted Sugar Bombs propeller beanie and then it broke shortly after he got it. Then he looks at Hobbes and says, “Oh well, at least it’s not a total loss. Look at this great box it came in!”

    Ah childhood… what am I talking about, I’m 27 and I still play in cardboard boxes. I just bought a snazzy new stainless steel refrigerator and had more fun with the box out on the front porch than, well, I don’t know, eating the food that was stored in it. Wait, that’s not right either. I love to eat. Anyway, it was fun.

  5. gabrielecampbell – I'm a writer of Historical Fiction living in Germany. I got a MA in Literature, Scandinavian Studies, Linguistics and History, I'm interested in Archaeology and everything Roman and Mediaeval, an avid reader, opera enthusiast, traveller with a liking for foreign languages and odd rocks, and photographer.

    Cool daughter, cool cat, cool Hugo. :)

  6. O Great Scalzi, the Executive Committee of The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club thanks you for this excellent picture of Her Superbness, but has some corrections for you.

    1. If you cannot be troubled to address Her correctly, such as Her Magnificent Glorious Shimmering Radiant Perfection Who Tolerates Her Least Minion Scalzi For Reasons Known Only To Her, can you at least spell Her Name correctly?

    It’s spelled Ghlaghghee, not the monstrosity you dribbled out.

    2. Magnificent She is not meeting the Hugo as you so foolishly claim. She is inspecting Her Most Recent And Overdue Award, and is wondering why She didn’t receive Best Novel. Especially since She put so much effort into improving you.

    The Official Ghlaghghee Fan Club

  7. So, tell us, will the Hugo be making appearances (much like the Stanley Cup) during the great book signing tour for Zoe’s Tale?

    The least you and Toby Buckell can do is bring your loot – uhm – awards – to Books and Co.

    Inquiring minds want to know….

  8. Of course, if TSA swiped your Hugo, it would have likely caused Mr Doctorow’s head to take out a large chunk of southern England in a singular flash of rage.

    Which would be kinda cool (except not for your Hugo, or for Doctorow, or for a large chunk of southern England).

  9. I would like to see the Hugo, the NHL sends the Stanley Cup to every member of the winning team who can take it anywhere they want. Think of it as another form of publicity!

    Many SF fans have never seen a Hugo.

    I myself have not seen one since 2003!

  10. It should be pointed out that the NHL employs two men whose only job is escorting the Stanley Cup on its appointed rounds. (What would be the job title on your CV?)

    They also have to polish it every night and they must wear white cotton gloves when handling it.

    I don’t see that happening with the Hugo awards. In a just world, perhaps, but not in the one we live in.

  11. Hmmm, that artwork by Athena looks more as if she was in an Abstract phase than in an Impressionist one….
    Unless, wait, can it be “Blue Cat Licking Pear”?

  12. So, this is what the Scalzi Compound’s tokonoma looks like? Nice.

  13. changterhune – Before you hear lies from Chang Terhune himself, we thought we’d tell you the truth: without us, his old action figures, he’d be nowhere. He loved science fiction from way back and began reading it at an early age, but it was through us that he acted it all out. That’s what led to the writing. He watched a lot of science fiction shows like Star Trek, U.F.O, and movies, too. But we were always there to do his bidding. And it’s like they say: you always forget about the little people on your way up. Oh, the 70’s and early 80’s with him were good times! He’d use these blocks and make all the crazy buildings for us to be in his stories. I gotta say the kid’s imagination was pretty damn fertile. Oh, he had friends, but they just weren’t into it like him. He was like the Lance Armstrong of action figures. And of science fiction. At first, when he began writing in the eighth grade, we didn’t mind. He still made time for us. And we knew that when he was holding us in his sweaty little hands and he got that far off look in his eye, he’d come back to burying us in the back yard or - god forbid! – blowing us up with firecrackers. But it was worth it for a part in one of those stories. We loved him for it. He kept us around even when we were minus a leg or two - or even a head. In that mind of his, he found a use for all of us. Then he discovered girls. October, 1986. It was like the end of the world. One day we’re standing in the middle of this building block creation he’d pretended was some marble city on a planet near Alpha Centauri and the next we were stuck in a box in the closet. Not even a “See ya later!” Nope, it was into the closet, then we heard some high-pitched girly-giggles then silence. We didn’t see him for years. We got word about him once in a while. Heard he took up writing, but it was crap like “The Breakfast Club” only with better music. We couldn’t believe it. Not Charlie. What happened to those aliens with heads he’d sculpted out of wax? Spaceships? Those complex plots? All gone. For what? You guessed it: Girls. Emotions. “Serious fiction.” I tell you, it was like hearing Elvis had left the building. During our two decade exile in the closet, we heard other things about him. He went to college. He wrote a lot, but not much he really liked. We knew it even then. It was like he didn’t dare write science fiction. Some of us had lost hope and just lay there. Others kept vigil, hoping for a day we didn’t dare speak about. Then we heard he’d stopped writing in 1996. Did he come to reclaim us? No. He took up music for ten years or so. He took up yoga. Once in a while, he’d visit us in the closet. But it was half-hearted. His mind was elsewhere. Then one day, he really did come back for us. One second we’re in the dark and the next thing we know we’re in a car headed for Massachusetts. Suddenly we got a whole shelf to ourselves out in broad daylight! Then he bought a bunch of others form some planet called Ebay. He’d just sit and stare at us with that old look. But why were we suddenly back in the picture? He had a wife now, who didn’t mind that he played with us. So what had happened? Turns out he’d never forgotten about those stories. He’d been thinking about all of us and the stories he’d made up and then remembered he’d been a writer once. From the shelf we could see him typing away. Before long he’s got a whole novel together! Then he’s working on another one. Word is there are two more in the planning stages! Some short stories, too! It’s good to see him using his imagination again. Its good to know he never abandoned us. He returned to his true love of science fiction. We hear the stories are pretty good. Someday we’ll get one of the cats to score us a copy of the manuscript. Man, it’s good to be out of the damn closet! --- I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me I'm smarter than you I'm harder than you I'm better than you I'm just raw I'm hotter than you More popular than you More clever than you And goshdarn it, people like me
    Chang, cranky.


    I’d like to get me one of those someday.

  14. I’m sure you could find your own set of stick on glow-in-the-dark stars at a science museum near you for placement on your ceiling and then it would, in fact, be pointing at the stars.

  15. lannalee – Westbrook, Maine – Lanna Lee Maheux is a speaker, podcaster, actor, geek, silly person, femme fatale, singer, lover, twit, and recovering Stand-Up Comic. Host of the podcast Lounging with LannaLee. Since 2010 she has co-hosted The Lex and Lanna Show with Alexis Lyon. In 2011 she and her husband Edmund, started their own bi-weekly podcast, The Bureau of Awesome.
    Lanna Lee Maheux-Quinn

    Like mother like daughter – Athena looks a lot like Krissy in this photo. Very cute.

  16. That seems like a nice wall to have in your office. The sort of wall you could look at when you are having a bad day to remind yourself that you have a totally goddamn awesome life.

    (Which I say realizing that we get a filtered version of your life, but I think it’s a safe assumption that loving family + Hugo + Campbell + critically acclaimed fiction = awesome. Though probably the first point more than the others).

  17. On the other hand, it does kind of look like the wave has taken a bite out of the pear. Maybe Wave Eats Red Bosc Pear?

  18. Hmm. Is the Hugo actually the coolest-looking award? Or is there something that actually looks better?

    Enquiring minds need to know!

  19. 20. John Scalzi – But maybe for the Dayton appearance.

    Ooooh – I *live* for maybes! ;-)

    CU in Dayton at Books & Co!

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