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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on Jul 30, 2021 9:40:23 GMT -5
Thank you very much! I'm amazed at how it popped into my mind, like it was always there.
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on Jul 30, 2021 9:43:19 GMT -5
How the heck did you like that so fast? I was really hoping to know if you had guessed what the ending would be like. |
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on May 13, 2023 16:16:25 GMT -5
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on May 21, 2023 3:01:34 GMT -5
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Post by Glittery666 on May 28, 2023 18:30:05 GMT -5
Looking good so far, although I'd prefer an actual human narrating rather than Siri.
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on May 28, 2023 19:32:26 GMT -5
I don't have many friends that would do that for me... In fact, I don't have any that would do something like that for me... If you or anyone else would like to volunteer to narrate and read the characters' lines, I would love that.
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Post by tricky on May 28, 2023 23:19:06 GMT -5
im sure most people here would be willing ! but you'd want to keep consistent accents to make it flow better, so picking uk or american for example might make it less jarring for the reader.
i can do queen's english or irish if that helps and i can get my flatmate to read a few lines too (convict country means we can imitate)
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on May 29, 2023 10:19:09 GMT -5
im sure most people here would be willing ! but you'd want to keep consistent accents to make it flow better, so picking uk or american for example might make it less jarring for the reader. i can do queen's english or irish if that helps and i can get my flatmate to read a few lines too (convict country means we can imitate) Oh, I don't mind the accent. I'll write (because I'm revising too) with more common words in British English, but any accent is welcome. Also, asoue is so anachronistic that I think different accents would make it cooler. If you two can help... wow that would be great. For the first few parts most of it is Beatrice's narration and then dialogue with Bertrand. There are some characters like Mister Poe, Violeta, Beatrice's tutor, Cleo... But how would we do it? I know that I can edit the audios with my (albeit limited) knowledge of Audacity, and I think there is a way to improve audios by removing background noise using AI (I still need to delve into this but I'm sure I can). If you want and can, could you record the first chapter and send it to me? It can be a Google Drive link or any other link via pm. What about? |
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on May 29, 2023 10:25:20 GMT -5
Chapter 1 Revised - Chapter 1 - L, you are very stupid.
The post that arrived should never have come. That letter marked the beginning of the end of my marriage.
B didn't tell me straight away. He hid it amongst his books. I've never quite known why he was always so secretive. But then K stumbled upon it in his study. K must have found it odd that he'd never seen those poetry books in the library. When B realised, he was taken aback. Far too taken aback for my liking. Poor K would never have realised the significance of those books on his own. There was more to it. And I went to investigate. That's when I found it. I found his letter. The letter L had written and had arrived three days prior. When night fell, and it felt like an eternity before it did, B and I had our pillow talk.
"So, did you find the letter?" he asked. I might be a good actress, but B was a great detective.
"What letter?" I tried to feign ignorance.
"Don't play coy with me B. How long have you known that L is alive?"
"Is L alive?" I was resorting to denial, a technique we had learned.
"You always knew, didn't you? Don't play games with me. Not anymore. If you don't tell me the truth, I'll spill everything to the children. Everything about VFD."
"You wouldn't dare!" I retorted, alarmed. "Do you want them to live like us? After everything we've done to shield them from this incendiary world!"
"If L shows up here, there will be no way to protect them anyway... I need to know the truth. How long have you known he's alive?"
"I discovered it when I found the letter."
"Liar! L wrote 'Mr. and Mrs. Baudelaire. Regrettably, I will need to visit you in person for urgent business. I'll be masquerading as a taxi driver. I've added a cigarette to the disguise to avoid arousing suspicion. Please burn this letter. Sometimes fire is necessary to restore tranquillity to the world.' He thought that I also knew he was alive. That's because he must have written to both of us before, but you got rid of the letter before I could read it."
"That's not true!" I shot back, looking him in the eye.
"You're a fantastic actress, B. You feign lying when you're telling the truth, and pretend to be truthful when you're lying. So what I said is indeed incorrect. You didn't destroy the letter. You should never have destroyed any of his letters. You must have stashed it somewhere."
This time he had me. I was speechless. I went to the wardrobe and fetched a blanket. I went to the bed and snatched a pillow.
"I don't think I can continue in a relationship where my husband doesn't trust me."
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going to sleep elsewhere."
I shut the door slowly while keeping my gaze on him. He was scrutinising me, trying to determine if my threat was genuine or not. He was questioning how much I loved him or didn't. Or how much I still loved L. I knew this day would come... The day when the curtain would fall, and the biggest performance of my life would come to an end. I knew that one day I would finally be able to untie My Silence Knot.
I don't know if he came looking for me at the manor that night. If he did, he must have realised that I don't exit through the front doors of the house. He must have noticed that all the doors remained locked, and that all the keys were still inside. He might have deduced that I had a secret copy made exclusively for my use. If that's what he thought, he wasn't mistaken. Indeed, I had crafted a clandestine key just for myself, which I intended to use the following night. But that particular night, I didn't sleep. I decided to traverse a dark, underground tunnel
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Post by tricky on May 30, 2023 6:53:14 GMT -5
i have university assignments until 10 june but i can do after that !!!!!!!!
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Post by Optimism is my Phil-osophy on May 30, 2023 9:27:55 GMT -5
Thanks!!!
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