New Project Underway
Posted on June 1, 2009 Posted by John Scalzi 41 Comments
Quick note to Whatever readers: I’m starting a new project today and it figures to be fairly time intensive, and I expect that for June at least I’m likely to devote most of my writing budget to it. Indeed, the plan is that from 9am to 4pm (or so) each day I’ll be yanking the DSL cord out of the computer so that I won’t get distracted, i.e., la la la la I can’t hear you.
What does this mean for you? Well, basically, from 9 to 4 this June don’t expect a whole lot of updates here or on Twitter or Facebook; if there are updates here, they’re likely to have been short bits written up earlier and scheduled to keep you all amused while I am typing my fingers to the bone on this project (I may do audience participation bits; we’ll see). I will have e-mail capability, but during business hours will only be answering business e-mail that needs an immediate response, which will not be most of them. So you can expect some delay there as well.
Basically, for the immediate future at least I’m going to pretend I have a real live job. Because this project is time-sensitive and requires attention. No, I can’t tell you what it is. You’ll find out soon enough, I expect.
So there you have it. And now to yank the DSL out of the comp
Quick, someone bribe the cats to install a wireless card!
Yes! He’s finally gone…..
Oh man, he could at least have dusted before he left. This place is filthy.
oh, no, now I have to work, too :(
No (or at least minimal) Whatever? June may become my most productive month at work ever.
Wait, wait, wait. I’ve been putting off writing a new novel for my agent. Whatever has been an integral part of my procastination. Now what am I supposed to…?
Oh, lookie! They unblocked The Onion here at BigHugeCo.
Now I’m curious about tools. At one time you said the you were using Google Docs for your writing. Are you using the off-line version? Or have you moved on to something else?
Or is the ‘yanking the DSL cord’ metaphoric?
Just remember Scalzi Tweets on his little tiny phone, so yanking the DSL won’t keep him off Twitter. Besides, a couple of hours of this, and the siren song of PhotoShop will begin to hum…
OK, who wants in on the pool to see how long he can really stay away?
I give him til 2:35p.m. (EST) today.
I predict 10 post days when the project really gets frustrating.
Mostly pictures of cats, which will likely give Chang Not Chang a June-long Ghlaghghee-gasm.
This wouldn’t be an option for you if you had a Loki 7281… :D
Yes! Awesome photoshoppery eminent.
Aaron @ 13: LOOOOOOOOOOOVE THE ZELAZNY reference!!
Hmm, I wonder who will be wielding the Mallet of Loving Correction during the downtime. Not that anyone here would ever think to take advantage of its absence.
John thinks he has us trained by now, and we can be trusted to play quietly while he does other work. Honestly, you would think that a parent would know better!
Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself!
Time sensitive, eh? Perhaps a Stargate: Universe screenplay?
Okay, it’s 4:15pm, where are you Scalzi?
Jesus. I’m not on a clock, people. And I’m answering e-mail. Nyah.
First and IMDB entry, now this time sensitive new project…
Guy is a writer trying to work on regular hours. Souns like a doomed attempt… Well, it warms a regular workers heart to hear that a freelance writer works even officerat hours if not full man’s hours… 06:00 to 14:00 is the way to go. ;) And don’t forget the ten kilometer bicycle ride to work!
I might have to write some really good novels and THEN….)
Patrick M. @ 23 —
What are you suspicioning? Could it be —
The sequel to The Android’s Dream?
Screen treatment or script for OMW and/or sequels?
A script for an episode of SG: Universe?
Commissioned short story for The Last Dangerous Visions?
I bet we can keep up this guessing all month, or until Mr. Scalzi breaks down and tells us, whichever comes first.
Who’s with me?
I hope it’s not about making OMW in to a movie, cause that would get me a 24/7 hard-on for a month and Im not sure what my soon-to-be-wife would say to that!
You rather dramatically underestimate my ability not to talk about things I choose not to talk about — and underestimate my amusement in watching you all go insane trying to figure it out.
John @ 27 –
Point noted. But if it’s a new short for TLDV make sure you get paid upfront. Just a word to the wise …
Scalzi – Not talk about it? What are you, an introvert or something?
Wow, being on PST actually helps me in this case! Hooray! It totally makes up for the whole not-seeing-live-shows-when-they’re-really-live-if-they’re-on-the-east-coast thing.
Oooh lemme go check my e-mail!
Heh! I’m at John’s place an I’m nekkid!
*dunks his scrote in Scalzi’s inkwell and pof-pof-poffs across his blotter like he’s riding a 5″ diameter Space Hopper*
I’m’a leave mah prints for the poh-lees to fahnd!
Even sounds a bit like “po-liss”!
I know! It’s a tender romance set in the Jurassic Era. A Romeo & Juliet sort of thing where a velociraptor falls madly in love with an apatosaurus. Or something like that.
Dude, check your meds.
We’re all hopped up on something . . .
Jakko @24: Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky managed to keep a regular composing schedule. He once remarked: “I sit down at my desk at 9.00 am every morning. My muse has learned to be punctual.”
I predict delerium tremens by 0905…
…and I did not inadvertently omit a date…
Disconnect your DSL? Are you barking MAD? NOTHING can happen without teh intarwebz!
… that being said, my wife is drooling over today’s promised delivery of two internet cell phones. There is no escape… *cries futilely*
I suppose that next you’re going to say that you could tell us what you’re doing, but then you would have to kill us.
No, simply KNOWING what he’s doing would kill us. I’m a beta reader for Jim Butcher (whose props for Mr. Scalzi led me to read his fine work!), and just doing that has left my brain teetering on the verge of exploding on numerous occasions.
Scene: Everyman or Everywoman, in front of the monitor, clicking and scrolling, with “Whatever” occasionally visible at the top of the screen.
Suddenly the view is obscured by a slowly-dripping wall of red and gray on the camera lens.