Comedy love

Hurahh, once again the Edinburgh Fringe is almost upon us. What better way for me to celebrate than to write a blog about comedy.

Ah, yes, comedy. It can make you laugh, it can make you cry, or just rightly, it can make you want to slit your wrists (metaphorically speaking.) Without comedy, be it stand up, sitcom or TV quiz shows, we wouldn’t have an output for those who say it out it is. Take Mock the Week for example. Frankie Boyle was possibly the funniest, yet most crude member of the show. He said things that most people in their right mind would come out with in the street. But people like that remind us of how real we all are, and that we’re not the only ones who get pissed off with the daily subjects in the world. I often have negative thoughts about daily musings, but am often to afraid to talk about them in the case of offending someone. Not a great start for someone who writes and performs as a hobby. I once told a joke about Maddie Mccann and got booed for it. This really put me off having anything to do with comedy for such a long time, but I got over it and thanks to my comedy heroes I am now over that little blip and feel quite passionate about every subject I write about, even if I am likely to offend someone. How can you be diplomatic when all the best comedy comes from negative and emotional experiences?

As for using the hero to talk about those performers that I admire, well, they are, and I am proud to say that comedy has (be prepared to squirm) saved my life. Ok, maybe saying saved it a little over the top, but it has got me through some difficult times, and if any comic performer says otherwise they are lying. The reason they got in to the art in the first place is because it gave them a reason to live and be someone. No one would chose o go in this career direction unless they were obsessed and love it. One comedian who I have seen perform said that people who said this about comedy were idiots (I don’t like to use the word that he did) and as someone who admired this person, I was worried about what he said. I took it to heart; I am only human after all. But now I have grown up to appreciate that others are entitled to their opinion, and just because they are technically in the business doesn’t mean they are right. It was a personal statement that I was silly enough to question, even though deep down I knew my opinion and should have trusted it. Thanks goodness we all grow up and can separate the truth from facts!

I won’t be going to the festival this year, mainly due to a lack of funding and trying to save for my Masters Degree, but I will be looking out for and hot gossip and controversial musings from afar. I’m hoping the Free Fringe will be as successful as usual and that people will be willing to try out the smaller venues as well as the larger ones. Some of the best up and coming comics perform there. Also if you’re in the Stand at any point, have a drink for me. Cheers.

Sarah Marie Love

Oh what a blog

Once again, I apologise for such a rusty blog. I am desperately trying to get back in to my writing but I'm having a serious mental block. Imagine your bath sink being blocked and the bath water won't go down and someone else needs to use the bath right now! Can you imagine it, CAN YOU? Well, this is how frustrated I feel at the moment. I can get the ideas to go down the drain successfully, if that makes any sense what so ever.

This is a conversation I had with a random in the pub today. I couldn't believe his cheek.

MAN: Hello
ME: Hi
MAN: Can I have your number?
ME: Hahahaha, you're married aren't you!
MAN: No seriously, I only live down the road.
ME: Oh really where?
MAN: See that van over there? Just there.
ME: Oh right, so you live with any one?
MAN: Errrr yeah, a woman.
ME: Bye bye.

Cheeky bugger.

That's enough, I can think of anything to write today. I really hope my creative block improves, otherwise I'm gonna have to contemplate giving up writing for good. This has got to be the worst blog ever written in the history of all blogs. Still, I won't be beaten. The more I write, the better I will get, I hope. Oh God, give me strengh! Why is my one hobby so utterly impossible when I'm not feeling creative?

Sarah Maire Love

New life

I havn't written a blog in what seems like, forever. So please excuse me for being so rusty and dull. I have been wondering what to write about, which isn't easy when not a great deal has been happening in your life.
I have been working and recovering from my breakdown back in October. It amazes me how long recovery from this mean illness has taken me, but I finally feel like I am making it through the dark tunnel with a light at the end of it. They do say that if a depression takes a long time to come through, it takes a long time to recover from. I think this is true, but I am learning how to help myslef and learning how to reduce the chances of it happening again.
Now I live in Kent, it is harder for me to keep in touch with all my old uni pals. If you are one of them and I havn't spoken to you in ages, HELLO. Let's meet up soon and catch up on lifes' musings. I have missed you. Infact I have missed uni full stop. I'd love to go back and study again, hence why I'm not going to Edinburgh this year; I can afford to go and save up for my Masters degree.
This is just a short blog, but it is important as it is the start of a new me. Every day I will make an effort to write and calculate my thoughts on this electronic device. Who knows what fun and descoveries we will make along the way!

Sarah Marie Love