Monday, September 04, 2006

butt cheeks meet bootheels

I have some information I must share. And as you may already know it ties directly to deadlines - or the missing of them.

First I must say that a deal was struck, a contract formed, an unwritten trust assigned to two individuals and something fell off the rails, somewhere.

Inexcusable, is the word which sums up a certain individual’s behaviour best. Said individual entered into the deadline contract with the best of intentions and was working very hard to meet it.

Nothing was to interfere with meeting the deadline. Nothing at all. But, as time slipped closer to midnight on September 1st, it became apparent that nothing could be done.

In short, the deadline was not met. Somebody must have checked their email all day, even up to midnight on the 1st. But the agreed upon script did not show up in any in-basket.

So, with that said, somebody’s ass must be kicked far past Haliburton, and on, perhaps, all the way to Baffin Island. And, no amount of grovelling, excuses, elocution, or anything (even cash) will put this to rights.

He must be brought before his peers and duly lambasted, heckled and then yes, kicked all the way.

Even this humiliation may not be enough. Perhaps said individual’s name should be displayed for all to see, this individual who can’t meet a simple deadline on a blood oath. Yes, that may be appropriate.

Did he really try, I wonder. Or did he goof off and play computer games. Did he simply spend the time reading books, or playing with his daughter? Perhaps we will never know the real reason (other than sloth, of course) as to why this deadline was not met.

Maybe his laptop died? Yeah, that must be the official reason. But, how hard can it be to take your backup someplace else. I mean, there was an entire six weeks between contract and due date. Nope, dead computer does not cut it here.

You probably think I’m stalling here. Should I poke the finger in the eye of this ingrate?

Should I merely file it away in the recesses of my brain as a failure of character?

Can this individual ever truly be trusted again to complete assignments on time?

Ripe for ridicule, this individual must pay somehow. Maybe, at the next reading night at our house, this PDM (premeditated-deadline-misser) should be tarred and feathered?

It would be a fitting punishment for the crime.

Plus, he may be so embarrassed as to never try such a stunt again. At least he would know that dire consequences follow missing a deadline.

Truth! I speak the truth now. Two men entered (the contract) and one man left. To decipher this mess, take the first letter of each paragraph and string them together. Now, where did I put my boot!
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Okay, enough with the cryptic crap. On to the usual Twisted Mind ramblings.

I am a happy camper today because it is done. But I’m not stopping there. Next up is an E-Book, an idea to get a finished story from each of our “regular” reading night crew together into an E-Book, which would then be distributed to each of our respective websites and blogs for free download to the world.

Cool idea, I think. Oh, deadline for this little project? Why, Halloween, of course.

But I really need the story and image by September 30th. Call this deadline number 1. If you miss it - you are out. Simple as that.

How it works. Each author will supply their story in RTF (Rich Text Format) and email it to me. I also need and image (not too big) to accompany each submitted story but that is optional. I will then make up the E-Book and distribute by Halloween.

Images can be anything from photos, to drawings, doodles, paintings or even xeroxes of your own butt (but I would not suggest this).

The only outstanding item will be the actual cover for the E-Book. We need something eye-catching I think. We will talk next reading night about this I hope.

Looking forward to this a lot. Should be fun and long overdue.
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And one other thing of significance. I noticed (and it bugs the hell out of me, don’t know about you) that I have in my right margin this novel in 13 chapters. Only problem is, I keep looking at only 1 chapter.

What the hell is up with this? Yeah, I ask the same question each visit here too.

So, as a commitment to you (the reader) I’m going to be putting up the rest of the novel and a deadline. Why Christmas day of course.

So, my present to you will be the complete Star Trek: Next Generation Novel “DRONE”

Tingling yet. That’s not all . . .

Well, okay it is. This post is getting too long.

Until next Monday when I return with a soar foot from all the butt kicking.

Keep writing!

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