Here's how it works around here. When I discover a pretty enough piece of wood to make a guitar, I drop everything else I'm doing and glue up the body. Then I store it up and out of the way.
At that point it's like a blank canvas. It can be optimized for any style of playing.
You're welcome to step into the process at any point along the way, no matter how far along I am. For he who calls dibs calls the shots.
(Is anybody writing this stuff down?)
These are just a few of my incomplete guitars. I have pieces that only visitors to my shop would know about. Like anyone who's been building guitars for over 20 years, I've got bodies without necks, necks without bodies, stalled prototypes, blems, boo-boos and abandoned custom orders (Oh, My!).
Heck, I might even have exactly what you're looking for. So do what you can to make your way out to my shop.
If you're ever heading up the coast from L.A., plan to stop by my shop. I'm just off the 101 freeway in Westlake Village.