As I (slowly) approach the home stretch of my work on Abigail Hilton's "The Cormorant," I have grown to hate (above all things) the sounds my mouth makes as I speak. There are, no exaggeration, at least a obnoxious hundred mouth sounds in every single chapter. Are these new? Is it something my voice does as I approach old age? Have they been present in every previous audiobook and I've never noticed them before?
I mean, I make it hard on myself anyway with all the line readings, retakes, chair farts, accent experimentation, and genuine eff-ups each time I sit down to record. But the mouth sounds . . . that's not like saying "Gerald" instead of "Gerard" or reading a Silveo line in Silas's voice. That shite is some dark, subtle, Lovecraftian evil.
Every day, though, I chip away at this iceberg, and am trying to get at least one chapter done daily. By my math, I've got thirty-two episodes left to edit. And twenty-six days to get them done in.
You know, this might be my last audiobook this year.
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