Will You Miss Me, Internuts?
  • I leave super-stupid early tomorrow, so this is my last official missive before I hit the bricks.

    I think I’m ready? The first five days are the smackdown. A lineup of incredible screenwriters takes us and our project by the throat and shows us the light. (And it is an incredible lineup with a venerable pedigree. Narnia, Potter, Out of Sight, A Perfect World, Band of Brothers, JFK, Legends of the Fall, and more.) Then, three-four days of the festival proper, in which I’m cramming in… I think about 13 movies in a three-day period.

    I had to buy a new keyboard (external) for my laptop, since the lappy is shedding keys the way our Belgian shepherd sheds his coat.

    I got the script printed out, bound up, ready to rock.

    I’ve got some airplane books. Thought about bringing King’s Under the Dome, but that book weighs about as much as two toddlers duct-taped together (and each holding a brick). Economy says I can carry more books if I don’t bring that one. I’m almost done Finch, and so that should remain at home. I might bring Allan Guthrie’s Slammer, Nancy Mauro’s New World Monkeys, and Cherie Priest’s Boneshaker.

    I cobbled together a business card –

    I took Will’s advice and dropped that drop shadow (er, that’s not actually redundant, though it sounds it) in the final version that the printer has. Funny story about the card actually, and how’s it’s largely an accident caused on behalf of my wif’e’s brilliant intervention. I was just going to do cool text on a backdrop, maybe a texture, and be done with it. She said, “I like that one image of you.” So I grabbed it and dragged it onto the screen (card done in Photoshop), and the image needed to be resized. But we looked at it, and Michelle was like, “That actually looks kind of cool.” Then, when I placed text, the forehead crinkle served as a nice flourish between the texty bits, so… well. There it is.

    I’ve still got some more stuff to do (pick up jacket from cleaners, find Plane Snacks, confirm a few things). Otherwise, we’re clear to depart.

    Let’s talk about what happens whilst I’m gone.

    I’ve no idea how much time I’ll have available for bloggery-do.

    I’ll have the iPhone, of course, and you might turn your gaze toward my Tumblr stream. If I take snaps, I’ll live-blog there.

    I’ll try to tweet. (Amazing that words like “tweet” are now part of the language, and nobody considers this strange. “I’ll tweet to you later.” “Okay, weirdo.”)

    Whatever I can get posted here, I’ll post.

    Of course, you’ve got a whole crazy lineup of material coming your way from Minds Brighter Or Weirder Than Mine.

    All that said:

    Laters, peeps. (I’m actually not gone until 3AM, but, I’ll be running around with my head on fire before then.)

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    January 14th, 2010 | terribleminds | 26 Comments

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ChuckWendig

Chuck Wendig is a novelist, a screenwriter, and a freelance penmonkey. He's written too much. He should probably stop. Give him a wide berth, as he might be drunk and untrustworthy. He currently lives in the wilds of Pennsyltucky with a wonderful wife and two very stupid dogs. He is represented by Stacia Decker of the Donald Maass Literary Agency.

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  • Keith 01.14.2010

    Do well, fly safe, and return soon. I know no one’s crazy about flying, but it still sounds safer than standing nearly naked, blind and wet, in a ring of broken glass.

    K

  • Have fun Chuck. If you’re feel like you’re being watched, don’t run into the woods alone. The heart of Mormonia is very unforgiving.

  • Thanks, peeps!

    Hopefully I will not be taken by the Mormon Myrmidons.

    – c.

  • If you are, ask them if Edward Cullen is really a vampire or merely a vessel for the abstinent will of Great Lord Xenu as the Marcabian fleet prepares to ravage the world as predicted by Heretic and Enemy of the People, L Ron Hubbard.

  • Have fun!! Remember: they water their beer down up there. Drink Scotch. If anyone with a black tag on their suit asks you if you know where you’re going in life, they’re not with the MiB.

    Good luck with your lab!

  • New rules in Utah this year I hear make it a little easier to get alky-hol up there. Whew.

    Oh!

    Also — I’ve got all the Madmen Blog Posts handled, but I shan’t reveal their mysterious order! You’ll just have to check back.

    And, y’know, pimp that shiznit for me. And you. And the world. :)

    – c.

  • Love the business card. I get a ton and most are forgettable; yours, very memorable!

    Good luck with the script, and enjoy Boneshaker. I loved that book; it totally turned me into a steampunk fan.

  • Thanks, Dread Pirate LeCharles!

    Boneshaker — definitely looking forward to it. I actually forgot that we’re repped by the same agency. I’m continually in awe of the company I get to keep both here at tminds at in the general world at large.

    Very exciting stuff.

    Sundance should be cool, but I hear the Lab is tough stuff. I gotta get my gameface on. Get ready to take some slings and arrows in the name of Awesomer Scriptmaking.

    – c.

  • Just be sure to share your wisdom with us ignorant penslaves ^_^

  • Just don’t forget the chapstick. Seriously.

    Or something to write on.

    Watch the skies.

    -Rob D.

  • Rob speaks smarts. Carmex is your best friend, get the little… bottle? Jar? Jarttle?… of it, that stuff is amazing.

  • Aha! I can finally see the business card! Like it! Dude, have an awesome super duper time at Sundance. Try not to get ‘numb brian’ from too much input. Heh heh.

  • Good luck and have fun!

  • Break a leg!

  • Good luck. I am incredibly excited for you. Come home safely.

  • Amy

    Hey, I just got New World Monkeys, too. :)

    Have a great time! Love the biz card.

  • I won’t miss you.

    OMG who will I share weird things with on twitter? *cries*

    Check your inbox sometime tonight, I’m putting the finishing touches on This Man, This Wendig so you have something to read on the way out there. ;)

  • The dogs and I are going to miss you lots. I’m so proud of you. Go team Wendig! Knock ‘em dead and break their legs or some other motivational nonsense. :)

  • Good luck, Captain.

  • Carmex, obtained!

    I usually use straight-up Vaseline, but the Utah clime may demand harder, angrier lipshits.

    Got writeables, got a fancy new pen.

    The skies are… being watched?

    – c.

  • I’d write something witty about Mormon country, but everything I’ve tried has come out facetious. So I’ll just say: G’luck.

  • Best of luck! Show them how it’s done.

  • It’s not so much that I’ll miss you, but that I can’t bring myself to take the shot.

  • Well-played, Hindmarch. Well-played.

    – c.

  • Break a leg – or someone else’s if they’re in your way. Take it easy on the Vaseline. Don’t forget to pack clean underwear. Oh, and have a bloody great time :)

  • C’mon Will, you can do it! Just one little squeeze and Chuck’s goo will come out!

    …wait, that came out weird…

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