I’ve decided to try some audio – nothing fancy (granted, I just spent an hour+ goofing around with Garage Band). Just a recording of A Winged Dream. Thought it was fitting, since my father loved when I read to him, and this is about him.
Bear in mind: like you do yours, I cannot really abide the sound of my own voice. It’s one of the weirdest of the human conditions. Hoping you don’t feel the same way about how I sound.