A walk down memory lane, New York City
Humour Class – What I did in class today
Write about the funniest thing that has happened today
Going to humour writing workshop and finding I had to write a piece and then read it aloud to the class is the funniest thing. I thought I was going to learn but I guess that’s the difference between class and ‘workshop’.
My immediate downfall is that I can barely write by hand and reading it back to myself, let alone a class full of strangers is going to be tricky. Ordinarily, I scribble everything by hand, knowing it’s just the bare bones of a story that will get padded out the first time I type it up before being tweaked and edited several times until I deem it finished. Or until I‘m fed up of having it on my to-do list.