It’s All Simon’s Fault

Due to unforeseen circumstances—eeh hemmm…Simon—Simon and I were unable to coordinate our final blog posts for Flash Fiction Week as scheduled. Of course it had nothing to do with anything I did. NOOOOOO. No. nononono. Let’s just set the record straight here.

It was all Simon’s fault. Entirely.

Oh ho ho, was it ever Simon’s fault. I mean, I heard all sorts of lame excuses (like, a kid’s birthday? Pshaw!)…which, okay, I didn’t ask questions. Sometimes, you just don’t, right? So, yeah, it’s all Simon’s fault. It had NOTHING whatsoever to do with me. NOTHING at all.  It’s his fault he was not able to get a hold of me on my (turned off) mobile phone. Okay, yeah, my Internet wasn’t working either, but, I mean, ever heard of carrier pigeons? Uh, duh. Seriously, the dude has no concept of ESP, apparently. Or, like, Morse code, even. None. I mean, ever heard of a message in a bottle? It’s not just a book, you know. I would totally have abandoned movie-watching day to write MY blog post had he just figured out a way to communicate with me.

However, we will be posting one last time. It’s important for us to show not just how amazing all of our contest entries were, but how difficult it was to judge for the Cosmic Coincidence Contest.  Except we won’t be able to post tomorrow because of the Love at First Sight Blogfest hosted by the lovely Courtney Reese and her critique group Critique This. Instead, we will be posting about the final contest entries this coming Monday, February 15, 2010.

But, please do accept our apologies for the delay. Although to be quite frank, it’s Simon who should be the most apologetic, as it’s his fault. I accept that it’s possible that it’s not entirely Simon's fault—it could be the cosmos at work, but it hardly seems fitting to blame the universe, since that’s kind of a cop out. So we’ll just blame it on Simon. But please be sure to check in on Monday. I promise it will be way more fun than being swallowed whole by an anaconda.