Some blog post titles make me want to break out in song. This one happens to be one of them.
Let me entertain you
let me see you smile
I will do some kicks
I will do some tricks
I’ll tell you a story
I’ll dance when she’s done
by the time we’re through entertaining you
you’ll have a barrel of fun
I’ll a tell you a story
I’ll dance when she’s done
by the time we’re through entertaining you
you’ll have a barrel of fun
you’ll have a barrel of fun
you’ll have a barrel of fun
So, I’m no Ethel Merman. I’m not going to dance or even do tricks or high-stepping kicks, but sometimes the writer in me feels a bit like the singer of this song.
Like any entertainer, a writer is in the business of entertaining. When a reader picks up a book isn’t that exactly what they are expecting? And when the writer says to the reader, “Come on in and see what I’ve got to show you!” it darn well better be entertaining or else there will be no standing ovation at the end, no one crying out for an encore.
While a writer’s words might not dazzle the same way a chorus put to music might, the whole purpose of writing a book is to entertain the reader.
Last evening we went to a dinner theatre in a neighbouring town. The local church members preformed the play and entertained us with some upbeat musical performances. Whenever someone on stage broke into song the entire room filled with energy. Right away the audience was clapping along, allowing themselves to become thoroughly enthralled in the moment. Even if it wasn’t your “kind of music” you couldn’t helped but be carried away by the beat. Now, while the performance wasn’t of professional calibre, because obviously the performers were not professional, no one could have cared less. Everyone had an enjoyable evening.
And as always this got me thinking:
I’ve read very few books that have totally captivated me to the point where I couldn’t/ didn’t want to put the book down. I’ve got to admit it takes quite a bit to razzle-dazzle me in that way. I’m sure there are plenty more out there that would fall into this category for me, but hey, I’m only one person. I can only read so much!
All of this, however, makes me wonder if the written word is a tougher sell. As readers, are we more critical of the books we read, than a performance we might see on stage? Does the added attraction of music turn us into a fickle audience member much easier to please or is there something spellbinding about a live performance? I mean, what’s the deal?
I’ll turn this question over to my blog readers…
Do you think that, as readers, we are much harder to entertain than we are as an audience member at a show filled with razzle-dazzle? If so, why do you think that is?