I am in the process of making some dreams become reality. I have always wanted to be a standup comic, tell jokes that made people laugh till they cry and love me forever.
I am finally after only 33 years taking some lessons on doing just that.
Writing jokes and a set list is way different than writing a book or even just being funny with friends. There is a real art to it that I’m learning.
It’s a difficult thing to do not only the writing but the performing. A lot of my fear of getting up on stage stemmed from the thought of what if I fail?
What if no one laughs?
Because if that happened then the one thing that has been the pillar on which my entire life up until this point has sat will come crashing down. Hell it’s the only one left standing.
I have always been the funny guy. I was the funny fat kid, the funny drunk, the funny dad, the funny salesman the funny personal trainer. I have always been the funny kid even in my own family of 5 funny kids.
I was the class clown my entire life and I loved it. I love making people laugh because I love to laugh.
Now with the realization that I’m going to get on stage and be funny on command scares the crap out of me.
But really it doesnt. Well, not anymore. Now I know I’m way more than just the funny guy but even if I do bomb on stage it doesnt mean I’m not funny it just means I’m in the process of learning how to be professionally funny.
I know now it’s ok to not be great at something immediately or ever for that matter. I spent years being mediocre at so many things I hated it’s time I spend some time sucking at something I love and who knows maybe I won’t suck. Maybe I’ll be good at it.
No, I’ll probably suck Haha at least for a little while.
That’s cool though, because it’s all a process and I’m in it.