I’m linking this wee audio-tale to Sanaa’s Prompt Nights: Sûrement vous plaisantez – Surely you jest (which might explain why so many people think that I’m not funny… just a tad creepy). 😀
Friends are a delicious blessing. No, my Wicked Luvs, I’m not advising you to go and devour all your friends. I’m just saying that good friends are the best at the gentle art of nudging us towards doing things we were not planning to do. And sometimes, that can be a wonderful thing. Other times, you can go to jail. But that’s a different post…
Earlier today, a good friend of mine said, “All I want for my birthday is a recording of you reading some of my favorites of your poems, nothing else.” When I offered to leave the poems on her phone, as a voicemail, she said that she wanted an MP3.
It’s her birthday. I can’t gently kick her in the teeth, and shout, “Stop being such a brat!” Instead, I called Rommy and begged for help—I had never used any of my computer’s voice recording software… Besides, Rommy is a great reader… I am not… so I was hoping some of her greatness would rub off on me. If you haven’t had the pleasure of hearing Rommy’s reading voice, stop by her blog and listen to “Fangs, Sheathed”. Delicious!
After I finished recording my friend’s birthday present, I went ahead and read “The Wee Memoirs of a Victorian Mourning Doll” to share with you. I hope you like it:
I am adding the original image (I dislike that it gets cut off in the audio preview)