The Insecure Writer: Has Anybody Seen my Funny?

So, I'm forty thousand words into my latest romantic comedy,Searching for Superman, and I've gota bad case of not very funny. Romantic comedy is supposed to be funny.  I don't know why, but Searchingfor Superman keeps wandering from the banana-peel strewn path. I've throwneverything I've got at it. Right now, I've got a wrecking ball poised to takedown the old theater that is the book's primary setting. A wrecking ball ispoised to punch a hole into the wall of the Rialto! I need a funny way out ofthe wrecking ball dilemma. I can't seem to find it. And, if I don't find it,the theater will be torn down and Stephanie the MC will be out of a job as willConrad, the theater manager and Stephanie's boss. It's a terrible situation andI need my funny back to solve it. If you see my funny, please tell it to come home.  Tell it I'll give it anything it wants. I'llmake it cocoa with those little marshmallows floating on top. I'll let itsnowboard from the roof, even though I think it's a dangerous thing to do.  Tell it I miss it. Just please, tell it  come home. 


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