If I am going to attempt to include humour in my
writing there are a few things that I believe must be paramount.
Humour
must first begin with me. I need to have a healthy ability to
laugh at myself and share my humorous foibles with others. Here are just a few
for your amusement.
-As a reporter I once attended an interview with the
owner of a fashion store, wearing my shirt inside out! I had gotten dressed in the dark that morning
and it wasn’t until I was seated and about to start the interview that I
noticed the result of that decision. Perhaps she noticed the look on my face
because she excused herself for a moment and that gave me just enough time to
slip my sweater back on.
-I once walked out of a Subway store with another man’s
sandwich. I hadn’t even ordered a sandwich! I returned sheepishly and when I
walked in I was met with the laughter of the clerk and the entire line up. If I
was still writing a column that experience would definitely make it in there.
-When I was fourteen, having just arrived in
Saskatchewan from Ontario, I was amazed to see the word POOL written across a
very tall, elevator shaped building and exclaimed, “Wow! That pool must have a
very high diving board!” Imagine, as an avid swimmer, my disappointment to find
out that it was a Wheat Pool and the only source for swimming in the hamlet was
a slough. That experience did make it into one of my columns. J
Have
a few muses in your life. For years my muses were my husband and
two sons and sometimes their antics still make it into the occasional blog.
Yes, I’ve heard that you need to be careful what you write about family and
friends and to respect their privacy but in my case I used the excuse that if
they were going to do such ridiculous things, knowing full well that their
mother wrote a regular lifestyle column, well what should they expect? Just a couple
examples of their redneck behavior that made it into a column or two include;
-My husband and son using a B-B-Gun to shoot mice in
the basement after that son left the basement window open and we were sharing
our living space with them, unable to trap any of the tricky pests.
-My husband once using a blowtorch to light the
birthday candles upon not being able to find a lighter or matches.
Realize
that humour can fit into even the most serious piece. Humour
softens the blow so to speak and can be an excellent tool to help your readers
to bond to you as the writer and be willing to then read the hard stuff.
However there is definitely a subtle flair to it that needs to be just right if
it is to come off in good taste and not macabre.
-The best example I have of using humour in a serious
piece of writing would be my story titled The Christmas Carol that was
published in the anthology Christmas Stories and More. The primary story was
about a woman who had lost her son in Afghanistan and while writing it I
realized that it was sounding just too depressing, even though in real life it
would indeed be a depressing life event. But how could I keep my readers
wanting to read this story? So I gave the main character some Carollers to
listen to and allowed the readers a glimpse into her thoughts as she rather
impatiently and without much interest put up with their performance at her
door. I hope the effect was that humour lightened the load without taking away
from the seriousness of the piece. It is always worth a try at least to add
some humour to such writing.
Don’t
go it alone. Life
is funnier when it involves another person and even better if it is another
writer friend, as they will totally understand that you are going to include
the hilarious incident that just happened to you both in your writing sometime,
somewhere, somehow.
-It was during a writer’s conference in Saskatoon that
my friend Pam Mytroen and I decided to take some time before the conference to
go to the mall. So we google mapped it and set off only to come upon detour
upon detour in construction. Still, we figured that we were following the
detours adequately and listening to the many reconfigurations of Google Maps
okay; until we found ourselves far out on a grid road, staring at the City
Dump. “Uh Pam. I don’t think that’s the mall,” I said. That incident has made
for many laughs between the two of us since and made for a few good writing opportunities
including this one: D
So in summary; learn to laugh at yourself (often),
laugh even more with your family, never underestimate the power of humour in
your writing, find some funny friends, and finally; look for those humorous
everyday moments, as what looks like just a smelly old dump could end up in a
column, devotional or story or two: D
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Gloria lives, loves, laughs and writes from her home in Caron, Sk., where she lives with her husband and two cats and enjoys visits from her sons, daughter-in-laws and four little grand-daughters.
I wore my top inside out once to school when teaching. A colleague pointed it out - but not until first break... Not sure if the students noticed, though. Teenagers tend to be bleary eyed during first period. I LOVED those red-neck stories. The blow torch made me literally laugh out loud. Now those could make it into a novel or something!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tracy. It was fun writing this one. Good to know I'm not the only one who has done the inside out top :D
DeleteI love the inside-out sweater routine for both you, Gloria, and Tracy. Of course, there was an time when teens thought it was cool to wear their shirts inside out. Maybe those around you thought you were being cool.
ReplyDeleteGloria, I remember reading and appreciating your story about the carollers, as I also enjoyed this one. Humour does often strike a chord.
Thanks Sharon. I didn't know that there was ever a time when it was cool to wear your shirt inside out lol. I don't think I was in that category for this interview. It had to be with someone involved with fashion...murphy's law lol.
DeleteHi Gloria! Your story about wearing your shirt inside out was hilarious. For Tracy to top it off saying she did a similar thing topped it off. It reminded me of a time where I was looking for my glasses only to have my wife point out they were on my head. I can relate to your redneck story s well. I live in what has been termed "redneck territory." I can relate to your husband and sons. Thanks for the reminder of our need for humour my friend.
ReplyDeleteIt's good to learn to laugh at ourselves haha. As for the redneck stories I had to stop or I could go on and on about things my husband and sons have done. They have definitely all kept me laughing although there were a few times when I didn't laugh until a few years later!! It's strange how sometimes it takes time and distance before something is funny :D
DeleteThanks Gloria for this bright, funny and informative post. I laughed out loud to hear of you picking up someone's Sub sandwich, when you hadn't even ordered one. As they say, truth is stranger (funnier perhaps) than fiction. And thanks for the "tips." I agree with your thought that humour must begin with me.
ReplyDeleteThanks Jocelyn. I really enjoyed writing this one. It made me realize how much we actually do need to laugh at ourselves and look for the humor in our lives everyday.
ReplyDeleteHey Gloria, I laughed all the way through your post. I wore my shirt inside out to school when I was in Grade 8, and when one of my friends pointed it out I tried convincing her that it was supposed to be that way - I was so embarrassed! As for walking out with a sandwich that wasn't your own, LOL!, I did grab the wrong drink one day at Tim Horton's and it wasn't until I had a nice sip that I realized it wasn't mine. The owner of the drink had been watching me, and he was quite fine with me handing it to him, and then grabbing my own drink. Again - embarrassed! And, there was the time I ended up at the dump with a friend of mine when we were looking for the mall . . . I'm sure glad she has a sense of humour!!
ReplyDeleteLove laughing with you Pam. Yes that must be it...we were just ahead of our time fashion wise...probably true. I recalled a few more of my 'moments' after we chatted...I'll save them for another road trip sometime haha. Oh and I remembered your boiled egg incident...:D :D
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