JACK AND THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH
by HL Carpenter
Ebook ISBN: 978-0-9884095-0-7
Copyright (c) 2012 by Top Drawer Ink Corp.
Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Audio Installment 105
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Below is the text version of the audio.
(Show notes are beneath the text.)
The small gusher of agua was so deep underground he might not be able to reach it. He had to reach it. He would reach it.
He yanked the jar from his pocket and flopped into the muck beside the pile of dirt he’d excavated. He thrust his arm into the narrow pit. The soft edge gave way under his weight and he slid, plowing face-first through the glop. The jar dropped from his grasp, plunging into the hole. He kept himself from following by grabbing the root of the fallen pine. His hands slipped and he was sliding again, faster, toward the hole—no! He couldn’t fall in! Not now, not when—
Nessa grabbed his legs.
He twisted to look at her. She sat in the dirt, her feet braced against the pine, her fingers clenched in white-knuckled tightness around his legs above his boots. She strained to hold him steady, her jaw clenched, her breath heaving.
“Stay back!” he shouted. “The ground is giving way.”
We’re new to the Audacity, the sound program we use for our audio recordings, and to sound effects in general. These are our thoughts on the current episode.
Recording. We recorded this segment in one take, after three practice runs with the microphone off.
Technical. Voice warmups and a bottle of water at the ready helps but does not eliminate the clicking and ess noises.
Comments. Words ending with “sp” and “k” always cause a pause that has to be edited out.
Story changes. Mulitple changes to the written version this week. The original lacked tension. You can compare that version (below) with the final in the audio.
The small gusher of agua was so deep he might not be able to reach it. After taking the jar from his pocket, he lay on the ground, next to the pile of dirt he’d excavated. He extended his arm into the narrow pit. The soft edge gave way under his weight and he slid, his face plowing into the mud. The jar dropped from his fingers, landing at the bottom of the hole with a faint thunk. He kept himself from following by grabbing the root of the fallen pine. He shoved himself backwards. His hands slipped, finding no purchase. Nessa grabbed his legs and dragged him away from the hole.
When he stopped sliding, Nessa sat in the dirt behind him, her feet against the pine, her fingers gripping his legs tightly above his boots.
“Stay back!” he shouted. “The ground’s giving way.”
***** ABOUT THE AUTHOR *****
HL Carpenter is a mother/daughter duo who write family-friendly fiction from their studios in Carpenter Country, a magical place that, like their stories, is unreal but not untrue. When they’re not writing, the Carpenters enjoy exploring the Land of What-If and practicing the fine art of Curiosity. Visit Carpenter Country at hlcarpenter.com.
Fiction by HL Carpenter:
Jack and The Fountain of Youth. Some people say the Fountain of Youth is a myth. Jack Ponsi Dileonardo Thomas knows better.
The SkyHorse. Fourteen year old Tovi thinks finding a flying horse is fabulous luck–until a mysterious stranger says finders aren’t always keepers.
The Demise of Fyne Literature. Who killed Fyne Literature? The Fictional Book Investigation Agency is on the case—and the lead investigator is closer to the culprit than he realizes.
Dream Stealer. Is stealing a dream better than losing your own?
Walled In. When her father is accused of fraud, seventeen year old Vandy Spencer discovers her entire life has been built on a heart-shattering deception.
Pirate Summer. When her brother disappears, Josey is sure she knows where he’s gone. And the only way to bring him home is to travel two hundred years into the past with a boy she can’t trust.
A Cause for Murder. Someone at Happy Haven is a killer. Septuagenarian sleuth Emma Twiggs navigates madcap mayhem, multiple mysteries, and murderous motives to discover who has a cause for murder.