I've been toying with an idea.
See, since I got this here fancy shmancy web cam I've been brainstorming ways to use it for the blog. One of my ideas, is to record yours truly (audio only) reading a few poems I've written since the torture/rape. There is really one thing stopping me--correction, two things. One, privacy.
Two, ::doing my best Gollum impression:: we hates the sound of our voice. It burns my precious; it burns! Smeagel loses all objectivity, everything sounds so nasal, precious!
I think it would be cool for the two people reading this blog to hear my voice, and a different, yet strangely obvious way, for me to play around with the performance aspects of writing. (Sidenote: my girlfriend has a fantastic reading voice: strong dramatic range, good sense of cadence and rhythm.)
Would doing so count as publishing a work? Hmm. I hate lit mags and their namby pamby rules. They burn! Gollum! Gollum!
3 comments:
What are the odds someone will recognize you by your voice, find this blog?
Odds are small...very small...
But you have things to protect, and I understand that, to a certain extent.
What I mean, Fifty, is the privacy to record the poem without someone knocking on my door or getting sucked into a family smackdown, imagine having that recorded as I try and read a poem....Then again, I reckon you could cal it audio verite.
Record in the middle of the night? Am I understanding right?
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