I sat this morning as the sun arose, drinking my coffee in the near silence of the morning. I had not yet drawn the curtains. So the faint glow of the coming day diffused over the outlines of the furniture.

Two tall windows. Side by side. The regular rolling rush of water outside. The smell of cof...

It’s no secret that Artificial Intelligence (AI) has started to affect the way we work as audiobook narrators. Usually, posts like this focus on how AI negatively impacts the work that we do. Here, I will talk about something positive.

Unfortunately, it has become more and more common for audioboo...

Like many other blogs across the web, this blog automatically sends out links about new posts to various social media platforms in an effort to increase discoverability.

Occasionally, those links to social media platforms “expire” and need to be renewed. And, since I have not been the most consist...

Posting regularly is an aspiration that I have noted more in its absence than its execution.

We do so much to try and jump start our creativity. And much of it is surface work — easily ignored.

This evening, I decided to browse through old journals, specifically to look back 20 years to 2003.

F...

Find some silence.

Get away from the mic for a while, get some distance, some clarity.

Are you still in the moment?

I’m not sure (not usually a good sign).

Think back through the story a bit…

When do you feel it?

Okay… there it is. Yeah, you feel that?

So stop now.

Don’t try to figur...

One hundred pages, today.

Not impossible, just not typical. Definitely possible.

Up early, silently, moving through my morning routine.

Bathroom, feed the cat, make the coffee, start up the booth computer, open the windows curtains, drink the coffee, watch the sun rise…

And then, into the bo...

For me, it’s always hardest on the first day back in the booth after any kind of a break. The longer the break, the harder that first day tends to be.

A fear seems to build up within me that has weight and mass. It feels so very solid. Ominous. Impenetrable.

The worst thing about that fear is th...

Since my birthday is close to the end of January, it — more than the official new year — has often been a starting point for me.

Yes, I did just make a post about not liking resolutions, but sometimes life makes a commitment to formal change necessary.

You see, my daughter grew up.

For over...