I’ve a new addiction. In its purest form, it’s a need for attention.
That stand-up comedy course I did … I want to do more. On Tuesday evening, along with 11 other terrified first-time comics, I waited backstage at the Komedia in Brighton, as nearly 300 people took their seats.
Our ‘New Act Night’ marked the end of a twelve-week course where I put myself in the very capable hands of Jill Edwards.
She doesn’t suffer fools gladly. On occasions, she scared me. Her rules didn’t always make sense … at first. But she made a solemn promise in that first lesson – “If you follow my instruction, listen to feedback, take on board what I’m telling you, I’ll put you on stage and people will laugh.”
She didn’t break her promise.
Every one of those twelve weeks were – as they say on every tired talent show – a journey. My emotions veered from sheer frustration through to the joy of nailing a performance. When the audience laughed (and at one point applauded one of my jokes), I was stunned.
And more than that, I’ve made new friends. People I care about deeply.
So … how to deal with this addiction?
For weeks, I couldn’t decide whether to bite the bullet and join Jill’s advanced comedy workshop. At one point, it looked like that decision was taken for me when I wasn’t invited. But that turned out to be a technology glitch. Of course, the second my money cleared, I changed my mind.
But after Tuesday evening, I changed it back.
Now I can’t wait!
If you fancy giving stand-up comedy a go, visit Jill’s website.