announcing announcements

Posted on By Wil

I have three announcements, ranging from cool to awesome, coming over the next 24 hours or so. They’re all interconnected, so I could make them all at once, but where’s the fun in that?

I’m heading out to a meeting right now that’s related to one of the announcements, so feel free to speculate in comments if you’re looking for a way to kill time today.

Two things before I go:

  1. Watching American Gladiators on its own is mildly entertaining, but watching American Gladiators with Nolan is awesome. If they can stay focused on the events and stay away from any reality TV bullshit, this could be a hell of lot of fun to watch. I’ve already devised a drinking game: Whenever Hulk Hogan says “brother” you have to drink. Good luck making it to the first commercial break.
  2. Tron is coming to Xbox Live Arcade this week, and this week’s Rock Band DLC includes Number of the Beast and Interstate Love Song. Boy am I glad I got one of my two deadlines behind me already.

Oh, I guess that would be four announcements, I’ve just realized. The fourth, though, isn’t really related to the other three. Still, it’s pretty awesome.

So how’s your day going? Mine totally doesn’t suck.

a little celebration is in order

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A little celebration

I bought myself this bottle of Oban when I started my current writing project. I put it on my desk, and looked at it every day from when I started breaking the story, right up until I finished the last bit of rewriting, just a few minutes ago.

I’m having just one finger, neat. I’m sure it’s the occasion talking, but this is the nicest glass of scotch whisky I’ve had in a very long time.

almost there . . . stay on target . . .

Posted on By Wil

I’m racing toward the deadline on my script, listening to Radio Free Burrito’s Mixtape, Volume One. I forgot how much fun I had putting that together, so I think I’ll do another one when I get some free time.

I’ve been looking desperately for the final line of the script for five days now, and I found it about an hour ago, while I was writing an entirely different scene.

I was working on an entirely different scene with entirely different characters, and my brain went, "DUDE! GO TO THE END RIGHT NOW AND TYPE THIS OUT BECAUSE I’VE GOT THE ENDING!"

My brain usually knows what it’s talking about, so I hopped on down to the last page of my script, and wrote down what it told me.

I know this seems like a lot of wanking, but I’ve worked so hard to find this ending, to give it just the right emotional note (it’s quite delicate to strike, which you’ll understand when this project is finally revealed,) I wanted to celebrate the moment with Random McEric‘s Dynamite Monkey:

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So as of about ten minutes ago, I’m one step closer to my Oban, with just a couple of steps remaining.

all over this wasteland

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Today, I’m doing one of those “so cool I can’t talk about it” projects, but before I go offline for several hours, I wanted to share this awesome link I came across while looking for stories to Propel:

Photos from the “Aborted Suburb” in Florida:

Founded in the 1960s, Rotonda Sands is about a mile in diameter and packed with golf courses and modest vacation homes -or at least, about 3/4 of its pie-shaped volume is. The rest is an undeveloped wasteland of half-completed houses and empty streets, documented in this creepy photo essay.

I love pictures like this from our modern day ghost towns. If you have some of your own, link them in comments and maybe I’ll do an update/roundup later today, when I get back from the “so cool I can’t talk about it” project.

magic hour

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The sky was on fire when I ran inside to get the camera. By the time I got back out to take some pictures, it had cooled to this beautiful pink. I love the way the palm tree is silhouetted against the sky.

What you can’t see, but I can hopefully describe now, is how the entire sky cast a soft pink glow down on the entire world from the mountains, to our house, to the street in front of it.

Hrm. It’s not the same, but if you were lucky, maybe you got to see something like it with your own eyes tonight.

(Click the image to go to Flickr where you can embiggen and see a couple other shots I took.)