Whilst I don’t think I could write a rom com, I have noticed that humour finds its way into my writing without me realising it. It happens when the characters really take over and you find them saying things you hadn’t planned. It comes in different forms, depending on the character.
In my novel, “Closing In,” I used humour to end a love scene and a chapter. It wasn’t planned; it just seemed to appear on the page. I’ve had several people comment on it and how it made them chuckle. Overtones of a ‘Carry On’ film, I feel.
Excerpt from “Closing In”
The come-down was slower; gentle waves lapping over her body, her breathing levelled, her heart rate dropped and the dizziness subsided. Donovan was spent, exhausted, and lying half on her and half on the chaise. He kissed her cheek and brushed a strand of hair from her face.
‘Much as I love this chaise, it wasn’t built for two,’ he said.
‘Where do you suggest instead?’ asked Ellen making sure the kiss she gave left him in no doubt what she had in mind.
‘It’s king sized,’ he said between kisses.
‘I know that.’ She grinned. ‘Now, show me what size your bed is.’
Also from “Closing In” : This is probably closer to sarcasm than humour, but it suits the character of Carla – a bit caustic.
The clunk of the receiver being slammed back into its cradle made Ellen jump. She heard Carla’s chair wheels squeak as they rolled over the carpet and before Ellen had time to react, Carla was yanking open the door.
She looked startled to see Ellen there but was quick to regain her composure.
‘Is there something I can help you with, Ellen?’ Her voice was the epitome of politeness but her eyes told a different story.
Ellen gulped. ‘Do you know what time Donovan will be back?’
Carla appraised her for a moment. ‘No, I don’t. These networking meetings can run on for some time. Is there something urgent that I can help with?’
‘No, it’s fine.’
‘Good. Now, if you don’t mind I’ve got work to do and I’d rather you didn’t lurk outside my office door like some sort of spectre. I know it’s Halloween, but still.’
“United States of Love” – Again, this just suited my character. It’s exactly how he spoke and the sort of expression he would use.
‘Let’s sit down.’ He gestured towards the seats. ‘That’s better. Look, I was just out for a drink. I forgot you said you’d be here, but when I saw you with your client, I was, well, hurt.’
‘Yeah, like shocked. Jealous, I suppose.’
‘Blimey, Anna, it’s like having a conversation with an echo.’ Mark let out a sigh. ‘You know how I feel about you, I told you the other night. You said you were going to think about things. Since then you’ve avoided me like a dose of the clap.’