It all started as a bit of a joke. I love to read to my grandkids when they stay over. I read out loud and they quickly fade under the lilting (or boring) tones. This was part of the inspiration for writing Pog, I wanted a book I could read to them.
So when my daughter joked about recording my voice, I nibbled and then bit. Now I’m addicted to the task. First version was easy. But then I noticed the breathing noises. Can’t have breathing. Then the mouth pops. Who knew I I couldn’t speak without being so noisy?
Then, I recorded three chapters over in Wales. They sounded good, possibly the best I had done, but they also sounded … different. The whole timbre and tone was not the same as recording in my office.
I decided to press on and come back to them later, but they kept niggling. So four weeks on and am still cutting the first chapters. I have bought a new microphone.
The internet is full of articles about microphone techniques. Some say get really close to the microphone to cut out the room echo.
Others say back away from the microphone to get rid of the mouth pops. I suspect it is one of those things professionals get to learn.
Another said fill the room with soft cushions, whilst one said they recorded with a blanket draped over them.
I tried the blanket thing. One, it gets hot and two, it is impossible to control a mouse a keyboard and read from a screen whilst fighting a blanket!
I have almost got the first half dozen chapters done now. I am putting them on a page on my website. Will I make it through … I honestly don’t know. It takes me around an hour to do a thousand words. It will be a long haul. But getting obsessed with getting it right sometimes helps …