anniversary

[fflo]

This coming Sunday is the 5th anniversary of my working at this joint. Which makes Monday that anniversary observed, I figure.

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Dang, that's nice to hear! I am rather self-conscious about my speaking/reading voice. But I love to read aloud, for some mysterious reason. Or maybe it's as simple as having read to children and loved it and having read to (and been read to by) friends and lovers and loved it.

It has seemed as if there's some mystery cuz I've noticed I'll stick with books on CD in the car long after I'd have tossed the book aside. Case in point, In Her Shoes, to whose prose I say aloud "Implausible" and "Oh, please" and "If that's not a messed-up limited omniscient, I don't know what is," yet I listen on, finding some part of me caring about what happens with characters I don't even like. It's all got something to do with it being read to me.

I think I've probably now had more words read to me on tape/CD than I have live. But there have been enough of the live ones for it to feel sort of interpersonal to me.

Boy, that biography of Neil Armstrong was one shitty piece of work, though. (At least I listened to only selected discs of the dozens it took up.) (And that cuz I was on the road.)