Looking Glass

 I enjoyed listening to the CD on the way to Tenino. I felt part of the pleasure was derived from the narrator's voice; it had a nice quality and she changed her voice to adopt from a male voice, to a female to a child's tone. Her use of inflection when needed often made me laugh, especially when she cussed. None of these interjections were obtrusive or harsh. They made me smile...and think... and reminisce. This was one of several audio books I've listened to of late and I've decided much of the success, or failure, of an audio book must rely on the chosen narrator, not just the words being narrated. It's HOW the narrator engages the listener and brings the story to full view in your mind. This author (or publisher) chose well here.  I can see the tiny town split on both sides of the upcoming, stretch of road. Ugh...who'd want to live here? Why'd my friend Melinda live here? The population stats range from 1447-1697...depending on which site you are privy ...

Where does it lead?  As I stated in my previous blog post about finding an audio book worth a listen, I decided to to take the disc set with me on some errands Saturday and listen during the drive. Of course, since me and technology have been dueling lately, I wasn't surprised when my CD player in the Honda kept spitting out the disc with an "Error Reading," rather than the narrator's voice sounding from the speakers. I attempted to reinsert it numerous times...spit out...one by one...I inserted all nine CD's hoping at least one of them would play... but the CD player vomited them out continuously. I even crossed my fingers with each start of the car hoping the stereo had reset itself and would satisfy my craving for the audio book. But it didn't. So, the longest part of my errand driving was surrounded with normal songs being replayed on every station I tuned in to. After my last stop at the post office and with a turn of the key...there it came...the lov...