On Writing: A Memoir Of The CraftBy Stephen King
How-to-write books are a tricky business, since there's no magic formula and no two writers are identical. The best King can offer is an insight into how it works for him, and it's a frank, helpful account of his writerly foibles. (Another similar book is Russell T Davies's The Writer's Tale. Mixing how-he-did-it with why-he-bothers, it's as far from an instruction manual as you can get, and it's a great read.) I found the autobiography in this more arresting and certainly more fun: his childhood escapades with brother Dave are hilarious, the account of his mother's passing is beautiful, and his infamous collision with a car is included, making for a serendipitously dramatic end. As for the writing advice, it's simple and true, if not surprising. He urges you to read lots, write lots, murder your darlings. The lack of any secret ingredient is sort of his point – the trick is to just get on with it. I agree with most of what he says, although I think he's a little harsh about "writing courses". He thinks of them entirely as retreats, and not university courses, the latter of which I've experienced. They can work well.
Stephen King isn't to everyone's taste. I consider myself a fan and even I find him haphazardly hit and miss, but I found it a rich, helpful book. It's fun hearing how a few of his stories came together, and you get some good advice. Bargain.
How I Escaped My Certain Fate
By Stewart Lee
I've read a couple of disappointing books by comedians, such as Dara O Brian's Tickling The English and Jack Dee's (unsurprisingly?) muted autobiography, and this is among the better ones. It's a not-entirely-misanthropic look at being a comedian, including three of Lee's shows as transcripts. Each of Lee's shows, and really his whole comedic outlook, is skewed away from mainstream acceptance; a lot of his jokes are deliberately, often morally complex. "Complex" is a good word for the book as a whole, large amounts of which is recounted in footnotes, which can go on for pages at a time. This makes it a bit too complicated for a light read, although on the plus side, it ensures that you're not skimming any of it. You've got to take it all in, just to find your place.
Lee is surprisingly upbeat about his life (considering how misanthropic he is about everything else), and what it means to do comedy for a living. He also deals with the unfortunate reception to Jerry Springer: The Opera, which he co-wrote, and how that ultimately helped him. Despite a rather self-defeating need to be on the outskirts of popularity, he's simply very funny. The mix of transcripts, footnotes and autobiography is an arresting one. The overall book might be interesting more often than funny, but I'm glad I read it.
How Not To Grow Up
By Richard Herring
Richard Herring is about to turn 40, so he wants to examine what it means to be childish, vs. what it means to be mature. It's not a terrible idea for a book, but it's also not a very original one. And this book doesn't make the most of it.
Herring, who I've thoroughly enjoyed seeing live and very briefly met (he's very nice), boils the problem down to the kind of obvious "You're only as young as you feel" platitudes you might find on a fridge magnet. (And increasingly, on Facebook.) The majority of his book takes the form of a mid-life crisis, wherein he's both keen to meet the right person, and desperate to have a threesome at some point in his life. There's a blunt "What it means to grow up" subtext in there, but it's not very interesting if you're not similarly obsessed with this one particular sex act. On and on he goes about his sex life, lamenting that it's the wrong kind of sex he's having, usually with eager fans or gorgeous married women. Cue the sound of tiny violins, and friends endlessly rolling their eyes at him, not that he seems to notice.
He does eventually clean up his act, finally meets The One (his partner, not Keanu Reeves in The Matrix), and is very grateful and lyrical about all that. The trouble is, his "transformation" is mostly a standard set of New Year's Resolutions, and his girlfriend arrives right after a seemingly endless succession of women he's also excessively, uncomfortably keen on. I'd reached Richard Herring Relationship Saturation Point by the time his amore turned up. I also felt awkwardly like it was none of my business.
It's not a massively hilarious or insightful book. It seemed to take several years to get through, and I think I like Richard Herring less for knowing all this stuff about him. It's not one to revisit. Or possibly, if you can help it, visit.
By Terry Jones
I like a lot of things about Terry Jones. I like some of his Monty Python sketches (although I haven’t sat through the Complete Box Set yet), I love the movie Labyrinth (which Jones wrote), and I have a fondness for the 1996 Wind In The Willows film, with Jones as Toad. Less successful in my eyes is Jones, the novelist. His Starship Titanic (based on an idea by Douglas Adams) made for a rather horrible book, full of unlikeable and flat characters. Evil Machines, though not horrible and not technically a novel, is not brilliant either.
There is a somewhat winning impishness to these short stories about technology that won’t behave, but it never spills into the anarchic laugh-out-loudness suggested in the blurb. Multiple mentions of Monty Python, Roald Dahl and “edginess” give a false impression. These are primarily children’s stories, which is fine, but they’re simple, somewhat clumsy, and very repetitive, mostly concerning objects that perform their tasks too excessively. The prose is friendly and silly, but rarely witty. Pythonesque social comment does peek through at times, but it's mostly couched in unimaginative and obvious storytelling. This generally lacks the imagination of Python (being so limited in theme) and the teeth of Dahl. It’s all too fluffy. You can forget about “edge”.
I like the idea of machines that won’t behave, and I like the concept of a short story collection that turns the tables halfway. Sadly, there is a gulf between the ideas in this book and their execution.