Excerpt: Steve Martin's 'Born Standing Up'

Nov. 20, 2007 — -- With Steve Martin's early silly stand-up routine, he became known as a "Wild and Crazy Guy," and then after his hit movie, he was "The Jerk."

But as Martin writes in his new book, "Born Standing Up: A Comic's Life," he spent years and gave a great deal of thought to honing his comic persona and how he changed with the times.

By the end of the '70s, Martin had achieved rock-star level fame as a comedian. But in 1981, he decided to hang up the mic and stopped performing live comedy routines, and he talks about why in the book.

Martin also writes about mentors, girlfriends, his complex relationship with his parents and sister, and about some of his great peers in comedy, including Dan Ackroyd, Lorne Michaels, Carl Reiner and Johnny Carson. He also writes honestly about the fear, anxiety and loneliness he has experienced.

Read an excerpt from the book below.

Beforehand

I DID STAND-UP COMEDY for eighteen years. Ten of those years were spent learning, four years were spent refining, and four were spent in wild success. My most persistent memory of stand-up is of my mouth being in the present and my mind being in the future: the mouth speaking the line, the body delivering the gesture, while the mind looks back, observing, analyzing, judging, worrying, and then deciding when and what to say next. Enjoyment while performing was rare -- enjoyment would have been an indulgent loss of focus that comedy cannot afford. After the shows, however, I experienced long hours of elation or misery depending on how the show went, because doing comedy alone onstage is the ego's last stand.

My decade is the seventies, with several years extending on either side. Though my general recall of the period is precise, my memory of specific shows is faint. I stood onstage, blinded by lights, looking into blackness, which made every place the same. Darkness is essential: If light is thrown on the audience, they don't laugh; I might as well have told them to sit still and be quiet. The audience necessarily remained a thing unseen except for a few front rows, where one sourpuss could send me into panic and desperation. The comedian's slang for a successful show is "I murdered them," which I'm sure came about because you finally realize that the audience is capable of murdering you.

Stand-up is seldom performed in ideal circumstances. Comedy's enemy is distraction, and rarely do comedians get a pristine performing environment. I worried about the sound system, ambient noise, hecklers, drunks, lighting, sudden clangs, latecomers, and loud talkers, not to mention the nagging concern "Is this funny?" Yet the seedier the circumstances, the funnier one can be. I suppose these worries keep the mind sharp and the senses active. I can remember instantly retiming a punch line to fit around the crash of a dropped glass of wine, or raising my voice to cover a patron's ill-timed sneeze, seemingly microseconds before the interruption happened.

I was seeking comic originality, and fame fell on me as a by-product. The course was more plodding than heroic: I did not strive valiantly against doubters but took incremental steps studded with a few intuitive leaps. I was not naturally talented -- I didn't sing, dance, or act -- though working around that minor detail made me inventive.

I was not self-destructive, though I almost destroyed myself. In the end, I turned away from stand-up with a tired swivel of my head and never looked back, until now. A few years ago, I began researching and recalling the details of this crucial part of my professional life -- which inevitably touches upon my personal life -- and was reminded why I did stand-up and why I walked away.

In a sense, this book is not an autobiography but a biography, because I am writing about someone I used to know. Yes, these events are true, yet sometimes they seemed to have happened to someone else, and I often felt like a curious onlooker or someone trying to remember a dream. I ignored my stand-up career for twenty-five years, but now, having finished this memoir, I view this time with surprising warmth. One can have, it turns out, an affection for the war years.

From BORN STANDING UP: A COMIC'S LIFE by Steve Martin. Copyright © 2007 by 40 Share Productions, Inc. Reprinted by permission of Scribner, an Imprint of Simon & Schuster, Inc.