Darn, darn, darn, darn. I am so electronically challenged. I have been looking out for the weekly writing challenge (it usually comes on Tuesdays in Australia as far as I am aware.) I came across what I thought was the topic (imitating a writer’s style) and now I can’t even find it. I’ve been working and re-working my post all morning so I’m going to post it.
As it isn’t the topic of the week, I suggest that (once you’ve read my post 🙂 ) you should follow the prompt below and try it out for yourselves. It’s about how you feel about kids in adult oriented places. http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2012/09/24/weekly-writing-challenge-mind-the-gap-ows/
Maybe I’ll give it a go myself later this week. Below is what I wrote about my favourite columnist, Danny Katz, there’s a link below so you can love him too. And under my comments is my feeble attempt at copying his style.
I thought that I was the only one who found the lack of footpath etiquette annoying then I read Danny Katz’s article: ‘ Trouble afoot! When the Katz aweigh the mice better watch it.’ http://www.smh.com.au/opinion/society-and-culture/trouble-afoot-when-the-katz-aweigh-the-mice-better-watch-it-20121019-27wng.html
If I’d written on that topic it would have taken a tone ‘full of sound and fury’. Katz makes us chortle and snort and tells us not take ourselves seriously. I’m not sure that you can pigeonhole Katz’s style (I want to call him Danny because I find him so loveable). It just can’t be done, Katz is unique. He takes an important topic and makes a gentle point or a personal one that most readers can relate to and makes us laugh.
As I said, I think Danny Katz is unique. Those of us who admire him might somehow manage to mimic his style in the same way that some people can do it with celebrity voices, but it can only go so far if we haven’t got the Katz mindset. I’m not sure that I have succeeded, but I think that the important thing is to give it a go. Because I am juggling projects and responsibilities lately it’s becoming even more of a challenge for me to do it in a day or two. I could possibly do better if I gave the piece below some distance and came back to it, but I’m quite pleased at how quickly I’ve had the idea and how quickly (for me) I’ve been able to act on it.
Danny Katz and I are practically identical. He’s short, I’m short, he’s balding I have hair, he tosses articles off at a single bound, I take months to work my way through one. If it weren’t for that, you wouldn’t be able to tell us apart.
‘You could have been Danny Katz if you’d started writing earlier’ said my husband, ‘then he would be you.’ My sweetie can be counted on to bring up the Katz factor (as he calls it) whenever an article I’ve submitted has been rejected. My husband snorts, then, and goes into a tailspin, murmuring things that are unutterable in refined company. My beloved is a suspicious sort, who thinks there’s a conspiracy afoot to keep me from my taking my rightful place in writerdom. Another theory that he can be counted to bring up regularly is that Danny and I were switched at birth. I am able to suspend disbelief ten times before breakfast each morning, so I don’t discount it entirely even if we are at least a decade apart in age.
The Katz factor is a topic that comes up regularly at the dinner table, which is why my children left home. My sons made my husband and I sign a non-disclosure agreement before we could visit our grandchildren. I think that it’s resentment. My children have read enough of Danny Katz’s columns to realise that life would have been a lot easier had he been their mother. ‘ Danny wouldn’t have made us clean our rooms’ they sneered. ‘Danny wouldn’t have made us do our homework or wash the dishes’ . They are convinced that life would have been a laugh a minute with Danny as their mother and their children’s grandmother. I’ve heard it on the grapevine that a Dear Mummy autobiography coming out next March. I guess I’ll have to wait until then to find out whose mother I am.