All things must end, good or bad. This book for one. At 00:35 today, the final chapter draft was written, signed, sealed and delivered to MS. At bloody last. In the process, about 17,000 words were written in fourteen days, the laptop has almost totally packed up (the end of another era - I took that to India with me three years ago, oh the memories) and I’m off on holiday in ten hours time. Talk about cutting it fine.
On other ending notes, it looks like Blackwell will shut down their servers while I’m away so bear with me if hmobius.com suddenly becomes unavailable. I’ll build version 3 when I get back after Easter. Six months on my backside and two stone heavier - I want a job outside for a while.
Seven days and counting. One chapter down and another to go. And as I don’t expect this last one to be seventy pages like this one, should go fine.
Looks like hmobius.com will be moving to a new home soon. The Wrox breakdown has meant Blackwell Internet have to lose their leased line and I thank them for the space on their server. So the site will probably be down for a couple of weeks. It’s moving about 100 miles south to Ipona in Oxfordshire.
Just two weeks left on this project. At once hurrah, and at the same time, lawks! The end of a book project is just the same as the end of any other project but with the added bonus that Steve Martin doesn’t come out and make glib remarks at your expense every five minutes. And if you’re wondering where that came from, I saw Adaptation and the Oscars last night, which were on the whole - mediocre. There was no joy in it at all. Surprise certainly for Adrien Brody and the obligatory tears - this year from Nicole Kidman - but fun, no. Oh well. At least I had a week’s worth of that at the Strapping Young Lad gig last Wednesday.
I remain, according to my friends, the least likely looking metal fan they know. I am good at something it appears.
Another long break between writing. The end is in sight but once again the goalposts have changed. Whether they’re for the better or worse is unclear. We now have a fourth writer but two more chapters. Whoever pays their sixty dollars will certainly get their money’s worth that’s for sure. Aside from the epilogue at the end, there isn’t a single chapter under 50 pages long and it looks like that trend will continue to the rest of the book.
In the meantime, I’ve been learning to write bits of Glaswegian for chapter 6, by reading Trainspotting and listening to Billy Connolly. I have enough problems with strong Brummie accents. Glad I’m not up north.
With less than a month before deadline, I’ve started, perhaps not wisely, to look beyond this book (hurrah) to the complete lack of things to do after Easter (boo). Having watched Jackass the Movie again, I’ve been sending CVs out to companies I have no intention of working for, just to see if they will give me an interview - I need the practice after all. My simple criteria for this treatment are: UK based, salary no less than 40k, car a nice plus, employee definitely with head up own ass - official institutes and industry journals. Pig farming weekly and so on. No idea why they would pay so much given the incredibly limited scope of some of these jobs. Probably because there’s no other reason to do the job in the first place. Ye gods, I wonder if I can say “I’ve been interested in pig futures for sometime now” in an interview with a straight face.
Bizarrely, the one application I’ve written seriously notes that upon interview I must prove that I am not an employee. They fail to mention how exactly.
In other news, one of my reviewers has become a limited company. He looks about the same so the side-effects haven’t kicked in yet. Wonder what happens when he becomes a completely unfettered company?
Ah such progress has been made as could not previously be credited. Two chapters now totally done, another out for review, two left to go and six weeks to do them. Have also spent two days in the studio mixing Chris Mills’s band, much to the consternation of the non-death/grindcore loving staff there. But that’s done too - hurrah - and I’ve even had time to start filling in job application forms, write some reviews, line up work for after Easter, design this year’s Noises Off t-shirt and do some washing up. My only conclusion is that the longer I leave between making these blog entries, the more I actually do.
To which extent, I offer you these far more interesting blogs to peruse. Mark Pilgrim - a techy person, Kevin Shirley, a well known producing person currently putting the final touches to Iron Maiden’s latest album, and Wil Wheaton - yes that one off Star Trek, though he’s not best pleased with that legacy methinks.