I suppose it's partly because I'm proud of my words but there's a part of me that hearing the words spoken, listening to the voice, my own voice, say the words aloud, string together sentences, rise and fall with intonation, and make a performance of it, I'm just in my element.
I just plain love it.
Here's Chapter 4 from the audiobook I just finished today. A short story called, "Pass the Sour Cream."
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