How was your weekend? Mine was pretty good–still working on wrapping up some projects, doing footnotes, and what-have-ya. I did notice we were back to being cut out of the Sunday crossword action in the paper, but oh well.
It’s April. And since it begins mid-week, that makes it a little odd.
And April Fool’s Day.
You know, when some people play pranks on other people, and then shout, “April Fools!” A fool is like a court jester, or something, with bells on his hat, that’s most of what I know about it.
So I decided to blog about this whole April Fool’s deal (big surprise–and good for you copywriters–find out what your market’s into, especially what they think is cool, and plan around it).
Anyway, let’s get to it.
Call me dull as gray in a rainstorm, but I never really took to April Fools Day, at all. Maybe a few weak attempts when I was super-young, but that was it.
One, there’s hardly such a thing as a practical joke. Fake human and animal excretions? Come on, now. Humor, I understand. Humor is practical. But balancing a bucket above a door and hoping somebody is hapless enough to open it, really isn’t.
And if the wrong person opens it, there you go. Hope you run fast, like sleeping on the couch, or are really handy at taking a beating.
Two, if you’re going to play a joke on someone, why wait for a day people are obviously going to be suspicious? The name of the day has FOOL in it. Not the smartest idea in the world, if you’re looking for impact.
Three, I never played pranks on people. Really, I didn’t. If I was going to be funny or lame or what-have-ya, I usually didn’t hide it (and if you ever meet me in person, for those of you who haven’t, it’s nearly impossible for me hide how I’m feeling, if I’m experiencing strong emotion).
The guy laughing so hard he can’t breathe is usually me, and the joke doesn’t have to be complicated (my brother had this hilarious monologue one time about a crime spree in the Hundred Acre Wood, but that’s a subject for another post…)
As far as pranking itself, I thought it was really dumb, to be honest. Or a legal (read as “permitted” or “acceptable”) way to be mean and get away with it.
It’s not my brand of humor.
As far as fiction advice for today…well. On April Fools Day? That’s built-in plot, right there. Put a setting and character to it. Use what’s around you. That’s why life is so cool, for one, unpredictable for another, and a sometimes-awful frustration for a third. Everyone is different, different pasts, cars, pets, parents–everything.
Which impacts them in so many different ways, people couldn’t count that high. Use what makes sense to YOU to build your stories–especially parts of your own experience, if they apply (if not, just take a piece and imagine the rest).
Okay. That’s about it for today.
Oh, and this is NOT an April Fools prank, joke, or what-have-ya. And no fake excretion of any kind was directly involved in the creation of this post (although the thought had to cross my mind, which is why “indirectly” applies).
And I won’t be putting a rubber snake or bucket of dirty water anywhere near you.
Until next time,