His soft voice, she remembered that he had whispered “I will return.” But that seemed so long ago.
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My cat strolls in and lounges onto my lap. She purrs, saying, “What’s the rush?” I scratch her ear and her love motor goes into second gear. I sip more coffee and watch rain beat down that cardboard box.
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“Overall it was a great experience! I was forced to stretch my vocal chords on many occasions to do multiple voices, which was fun and an interesting challenge. The entire process was frustrating at times, but only because I was learning the best process as I go.”
Ben Burnes has performed an excellent interpretation of my super-short “I’d Gone Too Far.” He brings the story to life, layering in an audio mood with his reading. Shh-and listen. Turn down the lights, turn up the volume, and change your underpants!
A spotlight never shines on my team’s efforts. They work diligently behind the scenes. Their support make the books possible.
I had shoveled a few weeks ago. Snow is falling. It’s sort of beautiful, it blankets a city, it hides what we may not like. It’s early Spring. The snow has a price: I’ll shovel. I want to write.
For the last few days, I’ve felt mixed up, confused. The Jacksonville trip was to be a getaway from unfavorable weather, but rain, damp, and fog have greeted me on arrival. While down here, I thought to relax–the book proof and other tasks say differently: the lawn has weeds, pictures need to be hung, the floors vacuumed, and
Yasuzo Masumura’s movie script was obviously written around a theme, first, and fails to maintain emotionally engaging characters throughout. Too bad–as several characters become interesting, the viewer’s interest is thrown away by another preachy rant and an abrupt ending that doesn’t build to a satisfying moral dilemma. (The character’s dilemma is there, but I couldn’t