Character-Focused Readings, From Shakespeare to \"Yellow Wallpaper\"

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Description

I gave voice to a variety of women's voices in classical literature, connecting to my love of characters and storytelling.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General) Russian

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Double, double toil and trouble fire burn and cold bubble file. Have a finish in the cold boiled and bake. I have no and tow a frog world of bat and tongue of dog for a charm of powerful truffle. Like a **** boil and bubble. The last the very last so richly brightly, dazzlingly yellow. Perhaps if the sun's tears would sing against a white stone. Such such a yellow is carried lightly way up high for seven weeks. I've lived in here penned up inside this ghetto but I have found what I love here. The dandelions call to me and the white chestnut branches in the court only. I never saw another butterfly. Butterflies don't live here in the ghetto in a few months. My dear Mary Anne said she Eleanor will in all probability be settled for life, we shall miss her but she will be happy. But you look grave, Mary Anne. Do you disapprove your sister's choice? Perhaps said Mary Anne, I may consider it with some surprise, Edward is very amiable and I love him tenderly, but yet he is not the kind of young man there is something wanting though he admires Eleanor's drawings very much. It's not the admiration of a person who can understand their worth. It is evident in spite of all his frequent attention to her while she draws that. In fact, he knows nothing of the matter. He admires her as a lover, not a connoisseur. I don't like to look at the windows even. There are so many of those creeping women and they creep so fast. I wonder if they all come out of that wallpaper as I did. I suppose I shall have to go back behind the pattern when it comes night and that is so hard. It is so pleasant to be out in this great room and creep round as I please. I don't want to go outside for outside. You have to creep on the ground and everything is green instead of yellow and here I can creep smoothly on the floor and my shoulder just fits in that long smooch around the wall so I cannot lose my way.