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“Someday Is Today” is DONE. Audibly, at least.

I’ve finished recording the audio version of my new book, “Someday Is Today.”

Available now for preorder wherever you get books. Order now!

May I recommend Indiebound for your online purchases? Or just pop into your favorite, local bookshop. My local favorites include RJ Julia in Madison, CT, An Unlikely Story in Plainville, MA, and Northshire in Manchester Center, VT, amongst many, many others.

Recording the audiobook is an interesting process.

Actually, it’s incredibly difficult. It takes forever and isn’t exactly exciting or entertaining. I recorded “Storyworthy” three years ago in Michigan, and it was hard, but this time may have been even more difficult.

It took multiple sessions over multiple weeks to complete – more than 20 hours in all to record an audiobook that will probably be less than ten hours long. The process made me feel dumb a lot. I wrote sentences that I couldn’t read. I wrote words that I couldn’t say. I would run out of breath mid-sentence and need to start over. My belly would growl, necessitating a redo. I would misread and mispronounce constantly.

As you may know, Elysha wrote the foreword of the book and my friend, Shep, wrote the afterword, so they recorded their parts, too. I’m thrilled to have their voices on the recording. Each of them recorded about half a dozen pages each. They smiled a lot while recording. They enjoyed the process quite a bit. Sounded great. Wrapped up their sections in less than 30 minutes each.

I was so angry with them. So jealous.

Words that I cannot say include:

Invariably
Similarly
Consigliere
Streamlined

Each chapter of my book begins with a quote, and those proved exceptionally difficult to read. Reading my own sentences was hard enough, but reading someone else’s sentences aloud was somehow twice as challenging.

I also can’t say any collection of three or more words containing a total of seven or more of the letter R. Even after more than two decades in Connecticut, that Boston area accent, once as thick as can be, is still hiding within me, just waiting to come out.

I also can’t say silvery, but I learned that by reading Harry Potter to the kids. JK Rowling loves that damn word.