Chapter Nine (PRACTICAL):
Writing as Stream-of-Consciousness
(How To Use Your Passion!)
The passionate are like men standing on their heads. They see things all the
wrong way.
Plato
Yes, but that’s great for joke writing!
Me
It’s Week Five of the comedy class and it’s time to get passionate. The class
don’t know it yet, though. I haven’t arranged the chairs any differently!
‘Now we’re going to try writing as a Stream-of-Consciousness’ I tell them. ‘This
is the antidote to all my logical ways of writing gags. I’m
going to mine your
brains for passion, for the reasons you feel that way, and find some humour in it.
Because if you care about a subject, it’s
fantastic for comedy.’
The class sit motionless. It’s me who’s gone all passionate.
‘If there is something that irritates you, it will probably irritate others’ I shout.
‘Even if it doesn’t
irritate others, and it’s just some strange quirk of yours that
for whatever reason you find most annoying, then behind that reason there might
be a joke or witticism or observation. Stream-of-Consciousness basically means
you write or speak on a subject without stopping for a set amount of time. You
keep going,
saying or writing anything, even repetitive things, angry things, rude
things, pushing your thoughts forward into no-man’s land.’
Normally, when I teach, I illustrate everything by doing a group example first.
But Stream-of-Consciousness writing is an individual pursuit, so I ask for a
volunteer who is willing to stand up in front of the
group and talk about
something they feel passionate about. A brave chap called Steve steps forward
and says he will talk about hating people who deny that climate change is man-
made. (A few others in the group screw up their faces – we’re in for an
interesting class.) ‘Okay, start to talk about that and look at me if you need a
prompt,’ I say.
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‘I hate people who deny
climate change is man-made,’ he says.
‘They get on my nerves, they’re pathetic, stupid, short-sighted idiots.’
He looks at me.
‘Let it all out!’ I encourage him.
He does another 30 seconds of tirade before he dries up.
‘
They must think...’ I shout.
‘They must think they’re immune. That the whole world system could collapse
and they’ll be okay in their little houses in their tiny world. The first time they’ll
notice that climate change has destroyed the world is when there’s nothing on
telly. They’ll say it’s
not their fault, they never used to watch the weather.
Though you don’t have to watch the weather...cos these days the news is
about
the fucking weather, you don’t need the news and the weather. The weather is
the news.’
This gets a laugh from the class. Steve is pleased but it makes him dry up again.
He looks at me for a prompt.
‘
If I were God...’ I say.
‘If I was God I would kill them all now.’ (This gets a titter from the group.)
‘Why wait until the planet is exhausted from trying to supply all their fat-arsed
needs. (The student is frothing at the mouth now.) ‘It’s
like a mother trying to
feed billions of children on a budget, I mean you can’t do it, in fact it is Mother
Earth ... (The student compares Mother earth to Mothers for a while before
drying up.) ‘
It’s just like...’ I prompt.
‘It’s just like, it’s just like...’ (‘It’s okay to repeat it’ I shout as he’s
starting to
panic).
‘It’s just like in the Bible. Doesn’t it say this is going to happen? War and
pestilence in 2,000 years time, which is now isn’t it?... So God kind of planned
this. How weird. He knew 2,000 years ago he would be angry with us. There
was no incentive for those early people. “Keep this up and you’ll be sorry in
2,000 years time.”’ (The class laugh and he looks at me.) ‘
In a parallel
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