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Letting Go of the Pet Peeves: Everyone’s Irritating to Someone

weather_up_thereI think I’ve mentioned before that I’m a very large person. Very large — as my default answer goes when strangers inevitably ask, “I’m 6’8″, I don’t play basketball, and the weather’s fine.”

That’s something I can’t change, and I’m grateful for the perspective it gives me (philosophically speaking, that is, though the higher vantage point is sometimes useful for finding things in a crowd as well).

One of my pet peeves — in the irrational, uncontrollable, tensing up, teeth-clenched, jolt of visceral irritation right up the spine way — has always been Audience Noise at concerts and theatrical performances. Candy wrappers, coughing, all that. It’s the audio equivalent of someone pulling out their phone screen in a dark movie theater. The actual light isn’t much by any physical measure, but it yanks you out of that mental tunnel that’s formed between you and the performance in front of you.

It’s hard to resist the irritation that inevitably provokes in me. And that just makes me feel shitty when it happens, especially when the noise comes (as it often does) from something beyond anyone’s control.

We had someone with an oxygen tank a few rows behind us the last time I went to the Lyric Opera, for example. Distracting? Hell, yes. It was a rhythmic hissing pulse in the background for the whole show. But also not something the owner could help. The subtext to getting angry about something like that is “people on oxygen shouldn’t get to be in the audience with quiet people like me,” and it doesn’t take too much self-awareness to recognize that that’s a pretty horrible thought.

 

silhouette-audienceSo, back to being tall (full circle here) — it’s a big help for quelling the Audience Noise irritation. Because the reality of my size is, I’m almost as obnoxious to have in the audience as someone with an oxygen tank. Whoever’s stuck behind me is in an “Obstructed View” seat no matter what they paid for, and there’s nothing any of us can do about it. I’m sure that’s just as frustrating for some people as the ambient noises are for me.

A sobering thing to think about when other people are making my teeth clench. And that’s good, because we’re all going to have selfish little moments of irritation at things beyond out control, no matter how hard we try to be good and understanding people, but they’re certainly not fun. Being angry sucks. The less I do it, the happier I am.

Fuck the gum-chewers and candy-wrapper-crinklers, though. I’m okay holding onto my anger at them. No one’s perfect…

Standing Ovations and Other Vicious Cycles

Have you ever seen this happen at a theater?

Some guy right close to the front leaps to his feet during the final applause, dragging the rest of his slightly-embarrassed party up a moment later.

Then the people behind the enthusiast, who do sort of want to see who’s taking their bows (so that they can clap extra-loud when the upstaging clown that stole the show comes forward, creating a swell of noise that the leads will remember and resent for the rest of the run), spend a moment or two craning their necks in frustration. Eventually they give up and stand too.

A ripple of rising people spreads through the theater in a painful and awkward way that even the actors on stage couldn’t mistake for a genuine standing ovation. Soon everyone’s on their feet and 9/10 of them have the good sense to feel embarrassed about it.

This is a sad and vicious cycle! It can be started by anything from a person with a friend in the show to the jerk who doesn’t stay for the applause, but was right in the center of a tightly-packed row and has to make like twelve people stand to let him slip out. Because getting out of the parking garage five minutes sooner was that important, guy?

Please don’t be a part of this. Keep your butt firmly planted in your seat throughout the curtain call unless it was such a truly magnificent performance that you cannot contain your enthusiasm and must leap to your feet, possibly shouting “Bravo!” (or “Brava!” for the ladies, of course). It makes a true standing ovation much more meaningful for the performers, and the rest of us really would like to see everyone take their bows.

Wait, Who Are All You People?

Gaaah.  The blog’s famous again?  No, stop that.  I’m busy this week.  Who keeps putting those links up?

I kid.  It’s actually very flattering.  I’m glad people are enjoying this little corner of the web enough to share it with their friends.  But this really is a very busy week for me, so why don’t you just leave a little something and tell me about yourself instead?  Go on, don’t be shy — the Comments button is there to be used!

Feel free to wax philosophical.  When I say “why are you people here?” I mostly mean “don’t you have anything better to do,” but you’re welcome to be more existential if you like.  Why are we all here?

Because there won’t be any new My Little Pony episodes for months yet, I know.

I love you all and now I’m going to go work until my eyes bleed.  Say something!  That way I know I’m not just talking to the Google advertising robots.

Targeted Writing: Remember Your Audience

If you’re in the communications business you’re already familiar with the idea of “audience” as a component of marketing.

I should rephrase that.  Writers, you are in the communications business (like it or not), and if you haven’t happened to work with someone who taught you this concept yet, it’s one that you should be familiar with.

Audience is not the general hope that everyone in the world will read your writing.  Audience is a specific group that you’re trying to reach.  You should ideally be able to define a single person as the audience for everything you write, in fact:  This blog post is for a writer who reads personal writing blogs but has not had formal marketing/communications training.

You can get more obsessed about demographics if that’s particularly relevant.  It often is; in this case the little blog post works just fine for all genders and most ages — and, more importantly, it’s trying to reach all genders/ages.  Audience is who you’re trying to reach specifically, so a book that anyone can enjoy but has (in your mind) a message specific to teenage women has a female audience with a fairly basic reading level.

Why does this matter so much?  Expectations.  Expectations, expectations, expectations.  If you know who you’re writing for you know what they’re expecting, and stray from that at your own peril.  Novelty is good!  Something new and different is always interesting.  But you need to stay within comfort zones to stay vaguely marketable.  Experiment dramatically when you audience is a snooty yuppie in New York who likes talking about books no one else understood at dinner parties.  That is a rich and profitable audience, if you can speak to it, but if you’re not speaking to it — behave yourself.

This springs to my mind because I occasionally read books that weren’t meant for me and find flaws that aren’t necessarily flaws at all within the context of the intended audience.  A recent YA read seemed well-written in terms of language — beautiful in parts, even — but frustratingly heavy-handed and predictable in story and particularly in emotional progression.  That’s a fair judgment to make if I’m reading the latest lit-crit review phenomenon; in the context of a book clearly meant to portray stages of grief and methods of coping to a pre-teen audience, it’s just not relevant.  The book was an effective medium for its message — to its intended audience.  Less so to me, but that’s my flaw as much as the authors.

So never forget your audience.  Remembering them is the difference between a book that speaks to people and a book that speaks into a void.  And, of course, there’s the sales consideration of a well-targeted book versus a hard-to-define oddball…but we’re above petty considerations like money here, right?

No, seriously, I’m so broke this month.  Send a check or something.

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