Little Sisters of Eluria

Category : Science Fiction & Fantasy
Language : English
Gender : Male
Accent : American-Mid-West
Vocal Style : Storyteller
Performance Notes
Excerpt from Little Sisters of Eluria by Stephen King. My goal was to use a voice which communicated Roland's thoughts and emotions, from an outside perspective. Text below: "Roland dismounted, partly out of respect for the horse, partly out of respect for himself - he didn't want to break a leg under Topsy if Topsy chose this moment to give up and canter into the clearing at the end of his path. The gunslinger stood in his dusty boots and faded jeans under the beating sun, stroking the roan's matted neck, pausing every now and then to yank his fingers through the tangles of Topsy's mane, and stopping once to shoo off the tiny flies clustering at the corners of Topsy's eyes. Let them lay their eggs and hatch their maggots there after Topsy was dead, but not before."

Salves

Category : Self Development
Language : English
Gender : Male
Accent : American-Mid-West
Vocal Style : Articulate
Performance Notes
Here, I'm reading a brief excerpt from a post I wrote some time ago. The text is displayed below: "SALVES Posted by MARLINTHE2ND on FEBRUARY 11, 2018 I could not get out of my car without capturing this “moment.” I drove around for an hour, through empty streets, with only the occasional passing snowplow, fighting that valiant, but losing, battle with nature itself. The roads were treacherous, though they sounded so soft, even the feel of my car, seemed softer. I couldn’t describe exactly how I was feeling, but I needed that “moment.” It popped into my head and I had to experience it. You see, that week was tough for me for a few reasons. Mainly, I was feeling “shackled” everywhere I turned, by comparison- judging myself by what I saw in the people around me. Finding myself wanting. I was feeling inadequate at work. My colleagues seemed to me smarter, more aware, more compassionate, more genuine, more capable, able to see the bigger picture. And in my interactions with them, I began to hear, “I don’t belong.” Was I saying that to myself? Was it being said to me? I honestly don’t know. But the reaction was strong. I was so angry, impotently angry, and there seemed to be no place to direct it. Do you know that sensation?- The heat, the trembling, the knots in your stomach, your mind throwing random, emotional reactions or responses at innocent stimuli, your breath becoming shallow as you restrain yourself because… there may be impulses to react, but this is the last place you would want to display them? I was feeling this every day."

Music graduate with a focus on vocal technique. Experience in performance, vocal coaching, composition, and sound editing. Passionate about reading, writing, and connecting with others.