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An experienced voiceover artist, actress, writer and teacher of writing and literature, I deeply love the spoken and written word. You'll hear my passion and my intuitive understanding of other writers’ writing in my sound.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
the garlic ballads by mo yan. The jailer responded with an angry curse ****. But when Kaoliang turned to see what the woman looked like, he felt a nudge from the rifle, keep moving. A jailer orders him to sit on the floor for which he is immensely grateful. He is then told to stretch his legs out in front and rest his manacled hands on his knees. He does as he's told is your name Tao Yang. Yes, age 41 occupation. Farmer family background. Um, my parents were landlords, Are you familiar with government policy? Yes, leniency to those who confess severity to those who refuse to do so. Not coming clean brings severe punishment. Good. Now tell us about your criminal activities of May 28 dora Bruder by Patrick Modiano. Eight years ago in an old copy of Paris wa dated 31 December 1941. A heading on page three caught my eye from day to day. Below this, I read paris missing a young girl, Dora Bruder, age 15 height, 1.55 m, oval shaped face, Gray brown eyes, gray sports jacket, maroon, pull over navy blue skirt and hat. Brown gym shoes, address all information to monsieur madame. Border 41 boulevard, bonanno. Perry. I had long been familiar with the area around the boulevard. Oh no, no. As a child I would accompany my mother to the san juan flea markets. We would get off the bus either at the port to clean banker Or occasionally outside the 18th. Around the small town hall. Mr Grumpy's outing by john Burningham. This is mr grumpy. one day. Mr Grumpy went out in his boat. May we come with you? Said the Children. Yes, said mr grumpy. If you don't squabble, may I come along? Mr grumpy? Said the rabbit. Yes, but don't hop about. I'd like a ride, said the cat. Very well, said mr grumpy. But you're not to chase the rabbit, will you take me with you? Said the dog. Yes, said mr grumpy. But don't tease the cat. May I join you? Mr Grumpy, said the goat very well, but don't kick for a little while. They all went along happily. But then the goat kicked the calf, trampled the chickens flap, The sheep bleated, the pig mucked about. The dog, teased the cat. The cat chased the rabbit the rabbit hop the Children squabbled, the boat, tipped and into the water. Bad women by James patterson. I am officially on vacation, I announced to the group, taking the last swallow of my champagne. It's about bloody time love! When he reached across the aisle and grabbed my arm, serena seated across from me in the small cabin, raised her empty glass and tossed her long blonde hair, bonjour montecarlo. And that my friends is the limit of my french. Don't forget chardonnay and merlot! I added, touche, she said, see your vocabulary is getting better by the second. The book thief by Markus Zusak papa. His silver eyes swollen in their tiredness and his face awash with whiskers. Shut the book and expected the leftovers of his sleep. He didn't get them. The light was out for barely a minute when Liesel spoke to him across the dark papa, he only made a noise somewhere in his throat. Are you awake, papa? Yeah, Up on one Elbow, can we finish the book please? There was a long breath, the scratch Cherie of hand on whiskers. And then the light. He opened the book and began voices from Chernobyl by Svetlana Alexievich. I read in Garcia Lorca, the cries Black Root. I began to learn how to fly. I don't like playing that game, but what can you do, Julia bacha Vadym, Oksana Oleg and now Andre will die and then will become science. Andre used to say will die and everyone will forget us. Gotcha said when I die, don't bury me at the cemetery. I'm afraid of the cemetery. There are only dead people and crows there said Oksana, bury me in the field. Julia used to just cry.