Trying to help me, my comedy coach asked, “What’s working for you in this course?”
“Nothing.” My attitude said it all.
“There’s got to be something. You’re writing, learning, watching comedy…”
“What works for me is writing my set. What isn’t working is…”
She interrupted me, “Dawna, you’re telling me what’s not working. I asked you what is.”
“All this stupid free-form writing isn’t working!”
She tried to stay calm as she reiterated, “What’s working?”
“Writing my set helps, but I don’t have a set because we keep wasting time on these ridiculous conversations!”
“Dawna, be teachable. Let me coach you.”
I exhaled in frustration.
“What would make this course more enjoyable for you?”
I replied, “I’d like to be more creative, playful and fun. I want to have a good time at this, but I can’t. I’m stressed out knowing that I have a comedy set to write, memorize, and perform all in less than four days!”
Then she said, “Let’s begin with your first statement. Say that out loud.”
Humoring her, I said, “I’d like to be more creative, playful and fun.”
“Awesome! Now, how does that feel?”
“Inauthentic. Can we work on my set now?”
We argued, I relaxed (a little) and she finally helped me with my comedy.
I’ve been stretched, pushed and all shaded frustrated. It’s now Friday and I still don’t have my complete set. I hate jokes…my coach…and never want to think about anything humorous ever again.
Pray that I don’t kill my comedy coach.
Although, that could make for a comical set…