If any of you were wondering who is the mystery person behind the the amazing honey-colored of my audiobooks “The Senthien” and “The Mind”, it is an actress, Corinne Davies.
And today I’m bringing you the interview where she explains what -or who- inspires her voice choices, where does her voice-shifter talent come from and what is the process in auditioning and narrating the books.
The link below is an abridged version, but if you want to see the full version of this interview, please check out https://youtu.be/RtUjWyCKbP8
And if you would like to hear more of her voice and enjoy the sci-fi romance story at the same time, write me an email. I still have a few freebie codes I can send you 🙂
For many life changes, one can point to a specific event that was pivotal for that change in life’s direction. In my case, it was a book I read more than ten years ago, and also something that the author mentioned in one of her interviews.
What if a writer is inspired to write two stories that fall into two different genres? Should they write both despite the fact that their readers might not follow one of the genres? Or will fans of an author be interested regardless, provided there is a common thread they like that runs through that particular writer’s work? Check out this video and find out!
I wrote “Dante’s 9” end of 2012 after the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting. I was shocked and devastated. I can’t imagine being one of those parents. Getting a call, hearing that there was a mass shooting in the school, finding out that your child was among the twenty that this man killed.
How should one continue living after that?
The worst thing is that one does. One continues living, knowing that their child is dead, and they will never ever be able see her or him again. No parent should have to experience that.
I was so shocked, so sad, so angry when the news broke. And I wrote this story in the grip of my anger and sadness. When I was finished, I read through the story again, but then realized that what those parents needed, what they wanted (what I would need if I was in their place) was simply their child back. I wouldn’t care about the soul of the perpetrator or what happens to him in Hell. I would just want my child back.
There is no eye-for-an-eye in such a devastating event. This is simply bottom-of-the-ocean deep, burning, everlasting sorrow that no one can ever erase.
I know this doesn’t even scratch the surface of it, but this story is dedicated to the parents of Sandy Hook massacre and all other parents who lost their child due to the terrible tragedy.