Last Wednesday of every month, we hold Lit Night in La Honda. Tonight Terry Adams will join me in a voice duet, as we enact a scene or two from my novel Danny Ain't. Terry will summon the voice of his old Kentucky moonshining shotgun-toting chicken-stealing ancestors, and I'll give voice to a 12-year-old boy who is living alone in a trailer with couple of coyotes as surrogate parents.
Literature is a spoken art, as old as language itself. Ink on pages is a modern reduction and a mere imitation of the real thing.
Come on down. Give a listen. Or give us your voice. We'd love to hear you.