The first draft of this sounded too much like I was blogging. It has been sacrificed to the ether.
In general, I’m not a big fan of pranks or April Fools jokes, even though I’ve pulled my own over the years. I try not to do anything unnecessarily cruel or embarrassing, but sometimes I fail. I’m human. I did pull an April Fools joke this year, but it was a very obvious one: I said that I had been laid off from my day job, but immediately after that, sold a trilogy to a publisher for $5 million, sold the film rights, and Susan Sarandon wanted me to be her boy toy. Even as ridiculous as all that was, I still snared someone.
(I pulled an inexcusable prank when I was in junior high. I’m incredibly thankful that that person has remained a good friend over the years, despite the cruelty I exhibited.)
I’m a wet blanket when it comes to others’ April Fools jokes, too. One Facebook friend posted she was pregnant. She reeled some folks in, but I kept saying it was a joke. Sometimes, I just can’t play along. Don’t know why.
Science fiction writer John Scalzi pulled a good April Fools joke on his blog, Whatever. His publisher, Tor Books, posted the prologue to a far-fetched sounding fantasy book called The Shadow War of the Night Dragons. Even though the prologue contained the sentence, “It was a dark and stormy night,” a *lot* of people bought into it. I never did. Scalzi has just posted today that it was all a joke, and some folks are disappointed. Let me just say this — based on the prologue, Terry Pratchett, perhaps the leading comic fantasist today, has nothing to worry about.
Still, it’s a fun read, and a fun joke. No one was harmed or embarrassed. That’s the kind of joke . . . nay, the kind of prevarication . . . that I can get behind.
Today’s prevarication: I’m still not blogging.