I’m stealing this headline from an article in The Millions. It is an article about the reactions a fellow Detroit author, Bill Morris author of Motor City Burning, on hearing his words read by an actor for the first time:
Writing is its own form of music. And though I had read my novel aloud to myself many times and had read passages of it aloud to dozens of audiences on my book tour, hearing another person — a trained actor — reading my writing was a curious kick, a revelation. The words I was hearing were deeply familiar yet somehow refreshingly new. The miles flew past. I actually forgot I was in Ohio.
I, too, have been fascinated by Shea Taylor’s narration of Angel. What has been most interesting is to hear the dialogue between the two main characters, Ian and Paul. It is a curious kick, a revelation.