Audiobook Narration

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Audiobooks
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Description

Excerpts of Audiobooks I have narrated:
Tom Sawyer, White Fang, Ichabod Crane, Tom Sawyer Detective, The New Testament KJV, The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I'm by nature a chronically late person, a procrastinator, a dod lor, a guy that likes to read that last page that likes to have that extra cup of coffee before I leave for work. But early on I learned a reality of the freelancers life. If you leave an hour to do an hour's drive, you'll find yourself stuck in the worst traffic jam of Mom. No answer, Tom. No answer. What's gone with that boy? Wonder you tomb? No answer. Well, I lay if I get hold of you all. She went to the open door and stood in it and looked out among the tomato, lifting up her voice at an angle calculated for distance, and shouted, You, Tom! There was a slight noise behind her, and she turned just in time to sees a small boy by the slack of his roundabout and arrest his flight there. I might have thought of that closet. What you've been doing in there? Nothing. Nothing. We look at your hands and look at your mouth. What is that truck I don't know want? Well, I know it's jam. That's what it is. 40 times I've said, If you didn't let that jam alone. I'd skin you. Hand me that switch. Abraham begat Isaac and Isaac begat Jacob and Jacob begat Judas and his brethren and Judas begat Perez and Zahra of Tamer and P rez. Beget is room and is remember, get a ram and a ram began a minute dab in a minute. Dad beget national white Fang looked on with a wondering I, the master with his toe, helped one puppy toward him. The puppy sprawled in front of him. He watched it curiously. Then their noses touched and he felt the warm little tongue of the puppy on his jowl. White fangs. Tongue went out. He knew not why. And he licked the puppies face, hand clapping and pleased cries from the gods. The hair of the afraid id pedagogue rows upon his head with terror. What was to be done to turn and fly was now too late. And besides, what chance was there of escaping ghost or goblin? If such it waas, which could ride upon the wings of the wind Summoning up. Therefore, a show of courage, he demanded in stammering accents. Who are you? He repeated his demand in a still more agitated voice. Still, there was no answer. Once more, he cuddled the sides of the inflexible gunpowder and shutting his eyes, broke forth with involuntary fervor into Assam to $12,000 worth of diamonds on him and going around here every day, just like a poor man. He's got the Monem now. The judge spoke up searching sheriff. Well, sir, the sheriff ransacked him high and low and everywhere searched his hat, socks, scenes, boots, everything. Finally, the sheriff give it up. It appears you were mistaken this time, my boy. Then Tom says, will somebody be good enough to lend me a small screwdriver? Jupiter had his boots on again by now. What's your foot on this chair? And Tom kneeled down and begun to unscrew the **** plate Everybody watching. And when he got that big diamond out of that boot heel and held it up and let it flash and blaze and squirts sunlight, ever which way? It just took everybody's breath and Jupiter he looks so sick. You never see the like of it.