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My NYCC 2018 Schedule, For Your Perusal

Why yes, that’s right, I will be at New York Comic Con this coming weekend — so, you should totally find me at one of the following event-flavored things and come say hi. I’ll sign stuff. I’ll sign books. I’ll sign body parts — attached or not. I’ll sign babies! I have literally signed a baby, seriously, so there’s totally precedent.

I’m there Friday and Saturday, thought I will be bopping around Thursday, too.

I do not suspect this schedule will change, but it might, because LIFE IS CHAOS.

Hope to see you there!

Friday, October 5th

3:00-4:00PM

PANEL: Stories From A Galaxy Far, Far Away

Location: 1A10

Panelists: Michael Siglain and more

5:30PM-6:30PM

SIGNING: Chuck Wendig & Jason Fry!

Location: Del Rey Booth

Saturday, October 6th

11:00AM-12:00PM

PANEL: I’ll Take Dementors for $500, Obi-Wan: A Fan Game Show

Location: Room 1A18

Panelists: Delilah Dawson, Chuck Wendig, Sylvain Neuvel, Ryan North, hosted by Marc Thompson

12:15PM-1:15PM

Post-panel signing, Autograph Area, Hall 1A

5:30PM-6:30PM

PANEL: Sometimes, It Really Is Rocket Science

Location: Room 1A21

Panelists: Chuck Wendig, Dan Koboldt, Diana Pho

6:45PM-7:45PM

Post-panel signing, Autograph Area, Hall 1A

Macro Monday Is Bees, Bees, Bees

HELLO AND PLEASE TO REMIND:

You Might Be The Killer airs this Saturday, October 6th, 7pm, on SyFy Channel.

Tell your friends!

Tell your pets!

Tell your enemies!

But most of all, tell yourself. Because we all need reminders now and again.

Let’s see, what else —

Oooh oooh ooh there’s Chuck and Anthony: Ragnatalk. First episode (THE SON OF ODIN AS A CUSTOM VAN) is live and hopefully soon in your earholes. If you love Thor: Ragnarok as much as Anthony Carboni and I do (unpossible), then give a listen.

Finally, a bit of good news — Damn Fine Story, the elk-containing book that also happens to contain a lot of talk of story and narrative and character? Yeah, it earned out. (I suspect it actually earned out a good while ago, but the siren song of sweetly gathered royalties has confirmed this). Feel free to check it out if you haven’t — in print or e-book.

The world is feeling particularly poopy right now, so to medicate, here is a photo of a water lily I took at Longwood Gardens this weekend. It contains bees. Behold its meditative splendor. Or, if you’d rather, imagine those bees stinging the eyes of someone you despise. Dealer’s choice!

Hey, Who Wants A Little Hot Fresh Escapism?

SoooooOOOOooo, in case you hadn’t noticed, yesterday’s news cycle was…

Uhhh.

Ahem.

I mean it was?

Hrrrgh.

You know, it was…

*gesticulates wildly*

*makes a face*

*barfs in mouth a little*

*sweats*

WHAT I’M TRYING TO SAY IS, hey, I bet you need an Escape Hatch, however, temporary, to escape the horrific amusement park ride to which we all seem irreparably strapped to, and I am now here to deliver you that precious escape in the form of —

*thunder rumbles*

ME AND ANTHONY CARBONI TALKING ABOUT HOW MUCH WE LOVE THOR: RAGNAROK. AHHHHHHH. AHHHHHH. EEEEEE. OHHHHH.

Yep, that’s right, the first episode of Ragnatalk is live.

“The Son of Odin as a Custom Van.”

You just click that link with your clicky finger, and hear us talk about the first ten minutes of the movie. Every episode is exactly that — us, talking about how even more amazing one ten-minute-increment is than the last ten-minute-increment. That link too contains a number of wonderful subscription options for you, like iTunes and such. So!

HIE THEE HENCE. Take some time to escape, if only a little.

Art by the unstoppable Lar deSouza!

*cues up some Zeppelin*

Let’s do this.

It’s Official: YMBTK on The SyFy Channel

WHY YES, that’s right, it’s official — mark your calendars! Set your DVRs! Make up a drinking game! YMBTK — You Might Be The Killer — airs on the SyFy Channel on Saturday, October 6th at 7pm EST.

It’s happening! Sam Sykes and I tweeted some inane shit, it became a movie, that movie went to film festivals, and now SyFy is gonna air it on YOUR TV.

2018 may be the weirdest, stupidest timeline, but at least we’re milking it.

A Writing Career Is Basically A Really Weird RPG

It is assumed, quite falsely, that a writing career gets easier once it gets going. The assumption being, all you need is your foot in the door — just enough sneaker to wedge that fucker open so you can slide sideways through the gap — and now you’re in the Kingdom. After which it’s all, what, signing contracts delivered by courier and royalty money falling from the sky like rain and a dragon whose breath weapon is endless writing time, he just disgorges endless time upon you, whoosh, and now all you have to do is write, and write, and write.

But, as I’m sure you’ve anticipated already, it isn’t like that at all.

A writing career is like an RPG. (Dealer’s choice whether we’re talking pen-and-paper or video game, but for this metric, let’s go with MMORPG.)

The beginning of your writing career is in fact your entrance to a new land, but for the most part, you’re probably some kind of Scrub Knight, some Pig-Farmer Squire-Scribe who has been tasked with using his rickety wooden sword to whack rats in the unicorn stable. You’re just a ratwhacker, bringing rat-pelts to the local Publishing Guild.

Point is, your book is out, but so what? Obviously, so what is so quite a lot, thank you very much, because having a book out is a glorious thing, an impressive wonder, and you should be pleased as peaches with yourself. But the important thing to note here is, dozens, literally dozens of books come out every week in your given genre. Your book coming out isn’t the toast of the town, most likely. There’s no secret library parade, no invitation to the monthly Publishing Orgy, no golden key that opens every bookstore in America. It’s a book, and now it’s out, and you hope it does well.

Now! Maybe, just maybe, the book does well. Or maybe, hell, you were the toast of the town — certainly some debut authors are lucky enough to be chosen in such a way, given a considerable marketing and promotional boost at the outset. Maybe you were lucky, maybe your book is amazing, maybe it’s a confluence of both of those things or some other quirk in the time-space continuum but ha ha now you’ve done it, now you’ve really Won the Publishing Game.

Nnnyeah not so much.

One does not win this game.

One simply tries to stay in the game.

Again, we return to the RPG metaphor — yes, once you’ve whacked enough rats, and earned enough Publishing XP, you are granted access to a new land. You have a Shiny New Word Sword.

YOU HAVE LEVELED UP. Ding!

One thing, though —

Your problems have leveled up with you. You have new skills, new cred, new weapons, but you also have new problems. You’re not just playing D&D anymore, now it’s Advanced D&D. Success breeds new concerns. Are you more branded? Too branded? Can you easily write outside the genre in which you have found success, or is that like re-speccing your build and starting over? What will the next book look like, and can it possibly match the success of the first? And when do the contracts run out? (See last week’s post about cliff mitigation for more on that problem.) Are you with the right publisher? Right editor? Right agent? Have you chosen your ADVENTURIN’ PARTY well? Have you collected the proper blurbs, the good reviews, the nice royalties? What happens when the money runs out? Or when the totally sporadic way of getting paid in this industry leaves your budgeting all out of sync? Or, hell, what happens if you discover… you’re not just having that much fun?

(Parenthood, by the way, is similar to this: you keep thinking, ah, once we have the kid past this next step, it’ll get easier, once she’s walking, or talking, or eating solid food, or in school, or out of school, or, or, or. And diapers give way to the kid running full-tilt into the corner of a coffee table which leads to dealing with second grade social circles which leads to middle school horror which leads to now they can drive which leads to oh hey now they rule over a band of apocalyptic hill cannibals at the end of the world and they’re some kind of chosen one?)

(Though of course every child is different.)

Success breeds new problems.

Failure breeds new problems.

A standalone novel, a trilogy, a series, an award win, a bestseller tag, a box of remaindered books, a bookstore going under, an editor orphaning you, a marketing budget that never manifests, an agent gets too big for your books, an agent quits, there’s a film and TV deal, some foreign rights, a publisher shutters, a genre tanks, a genre takes off, new successes, new problems, and on and on and on. The game doesn’t stop just because you get some victory in you. Every new sword and cool spell just means a new realm, a bigger dragon, more complicated decisions.

And that’s okay. It’s just good to know it. There is no comfortable plateau in a writing career, I imagine — not one that isn’t equivalent to some kind of literal or creative death. You left the stable, and now it’s a forest. You leave the forest, and now it’s a jungle. From rats to orcs to demons in the chasm. From slingshot to wooden sword to steel blade to diamond scythe. It gets more fun. It gets more dangerous. It gets more frustrating! It gets more confusing. And it never really stops transforming itself. There’s always a bit of a grind, always a need to level up, always decisions about how exactly you’re going to tweak and advance your character (aka, you) going forward. Then there’s the sweet ding of the next level, and again you climb. Onward you go.

And onward I go, too.

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DAMN FINE STORY: Mastering the Tools of a Powerful Narrative

What do Luke Skywalker, John McClane, and a lonely dog on Ho’okipa Beach have in common? Simply put, we care about them.

Great storytelling is making readers care about your characters, the choices they make, and what happens to them. It’s making your audience feel the tension and emotion of a situation right alongside your protagonist. And to tell a damn fine story, you need to understand why and how that caring happens.

Whether you’re writing a novel, screenplay, video game, or comic, this funny and informative guide is chock-full of examples about the art and craft of storytelling–and how to write a damn fine story of your own.

Indiebound / Amazon / B&N

Macro Monday Is Running Giddily Through Dry, Dead Leaves

SO MUCH STUFF GOING ON, right?

Right.

First up — You Might Be The Killer premiered at Fantastic Fest to some very kind reviews, several of which I will encapsulate here now because I will use this list to occasionally bolster my flagging ego. What? Huh? I didn’t say that you said that.

Austin Chronicle:

“Basing his script (unlikely as it sounds) on a now near-legendary Twitter exchange between authors Sam Sykes and Chuck Wendig (don’t read it now – it’s pretty spoilerific), Simmons has some real fun with a back-and-forth timeline (and ever-shifting kill clock for the counselor body count), and some of the most Karo syrup-drenched deaths this side of a Hatchet film.”

Slash Film:

“Maybe order a beer or two for this one? Crowd-pleasing horror with a roaring campfire aroma flipped upside down and hilariously mindfucked with just enough subjective damnation.”

Collider:

You Might Be the Killer also benefits from smart structuring. Told through a series of flashbacks that unfold as Sam fills in the blanks for Chuck, we witness the murder count grow (written out on screen in a fun tally gag) until the film ultimately catches up with it timeline, leading to a third act where Sam and Chuck actively try to prevent his death, despite the ever-mounting body count. The more Sam remembers, the more we learn, and sometimes we circle back to scenes we’ve seen before but see them in an entirely different way. It’s a sharp script structure and it helps what might have been bland meta horror entry stand above the pack.”

Rue Morgue:

“Though the title is reminiscent of a thankfully almost forgotten Jeff Foxworthy bit, and the film was apparently inspired by a Twitter discussion, the film YOU MIGHT BE THE KILLER is a damn fine, and darn funny, self-referential little horror comedy.”

Also for those asking when they can see it? It goes, I think, to Telluride Horror Show and maybe some other festivals? Toronto After Dark? More as I know it!*

A reminder that I’ll be at NYCC in a couple weeks. Hope to see you there.

And at Hal-Con in Halifax at the end of October.

AND IN YOUR HOUSE FOR THANKSGIVING

Okay maybe not so much that last one.

P.S. don’t forget what’s coming this Thorsday

And I think that’s it. I go back to the WORD MINES now, to continue work on this weird-ass book I’m writing: The Book of Accidents. Wish me luck — it’s a doozy.

To close, hey, have this picture of IMPENDING AUTUMN —

* I wonder what’s on SyFy on October 6th at 7pm