(When I first posted what follows, I was in something of a rush and told only one of Bruce McIver’s wonderful stories. But now, later, I want to add a few things at the bottom.)
Recently, I was asked to speak before a “writers guild”–a fancy term for a dozen writers of every imaginable varietyand skill meeting in the Mandeville, LA, city hall around tables–on the subject of “writing humor.” The problem with that is instead of leaving the invitation open-ended (“as soon as you figure out how to do it”) they gave me a date and a time. So, I showed up and shared what material I had managed to pull together and filled the alloted time, although it was quickly clear to everyone that I had no idea what I was talking about.
The Q&A time which followed indicated that they didn’t know anything about the subject either, so no one left upset or disappointed as far as I could tell.
I did one truly smart thing, though. I took along Bruce McIver’s book “Stories I Couldn’t Tell While I Was a Pastor” and read from it. Published by Word in 1991, the book can be bought for a dollar plus postage at the usual online places. I recommend it as the perfect gift for one’s pastor (perfect because the recipient will enjoy it heartily and the donor can get it cheap).