What Became the Generation Jumping Audiobook
It was ten and a half years ago, my Dad was in a nursing home, and on one particular day I walked into a room full of faces that never look up.
His did.
The notes that I kept during that time became a paragraph in Generation Jumping. And when I sat down to record the audiobook, that paragraph took me a dozen attempts to get through. I never really got through it. I finally left the microphone on, and said, “So I get to recording page one thirty-seven, paragraph seven. And I cry,” and read the lines broken.
When it came time to edit, I left it in.
Why the tears stayed in
Fifteen years of notes. Coffee-stained notebooks, thoughts on the backs of receipts, notes written on funeral home napkins. All of it became a book about the exceptional happening right in the middle of the ordinary. All true. Lived experiences that I was so blessed to be a part of. The notes were kept to remember and share in those moments, with family on both sides of the US and Canada border. Then, eventually it all became an audiobook read by the guy who lived it, imperfections and all.
I wrote the whole story of recording it. The raw recording done at my own desk, and the paragraph I couldn’t survive with a steady voice.
It’s over on Substack: Reading My Own Book Out Loud Wrecked Me.
Where to get the Generation Jumping audiobook
The Generation Jumping audiobook is available now on Audible and WestBow Press, read by me. Including the part where I couldn’t.
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