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 106
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Below is the text version of the audio.
(Show notes are beneath the text.)
“I’ll hold your legs.” Her voice was calm. “Get the sample.”
Could she possibly hold him long enough to get the water? He wanted to believe she could. Even so, he couldn’t ask her to risk her life. Wouldn’t ask her. She meant too much.
“Forget whatever you’re thinking. I’m not letting go.” Nessa gripped his legs even more tightly. “Get the sample.”
He nodded, wiped his dirt-caked lips on the sleeve of the raincoat, turned, and reached into the hole again. The jelly jar lay at the bottom, thankfully unbroken.
He curled his fingers around the slippery wet glass, then strained to stretch his arm the few extra inches to reach the spring. Water trickled into the jar slowly. So slowly he thought he might go crazy from the wait.
He focused on the seeping water. Each drip lasted an eternity. Bit by bit, the jar filled. When it would hold no more, he clutched it, his fingers white with the tension of holding on. He couldn’t relax. Not yet.
“The jar is full.” His voice was hoarse and raspy and too low for Nessa to hear. He cleared his throat. “The jar is full!”
Nessa’s fingers dug into his legs as she dragged him to safety. He marveled at her strength. She let go of his legs when he was fully clear of the hole. He levered to his knees, then to his feet, cradling the precious cargo in his hands. The water sloshing inside the jar was crystal clear despite the oozing mud. Each sparkling drop contained so much promise. So much uncertainty.
He lifted his gaze to meet Nessa’s.
“Thank you,” he said. The words were inadequate. He had no others, no way to describe the enormity of what she had done for him.
She smiled, the warmth on her face touching his heart.
His fingers trembled as he twisted the cap on. A sheet of rain slanted out of nowhere, rinsing the grime from his face. Then, as abruptly as the squall had materialized, the brief reminder of the departing hurricane vanished.
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. Downloaded a new version of Audacity this week, then hesitated to install until the week’s episode was uploaded. Probably no need to worry…on the other hand, who needs problems? We’ll install once the current work is done.
Comments. “Dirt-caked lips” is very expressive and definitely paints a picture–and is EXTREMELY difficult to articulate clearly.
Story changes. Multiple changes to the written version this week. Sheesh, what were we thinking? No tension in the original, which is below for comparison to the recorded version above. Not much feeling either. The revision is better, and may change yet again once we are completely done with the audio and go back through to re-issue the book.
“I’ll hold you steady. Get the sample.”
He wiped his dirt-caked lips on the sleeve of the raincoat and reached into the hole again. The jelly jar lay at the bottom of the hole. He groped for it, then strained to stretch his arm the few extra inches to reach the spring. Water trickled into the jar.
When he was satisfied he had enough, he said, “Got it.”
Nessa pulled him to safety. She let go of his legs once he was clear. He levered to his knees, then to his feet, holding the jar carefully. It was full, the water crystal clear despite the oozing mud.
His fingers trembled as he twisted the cap on. A sheet of rain slanted out of nowhere, rinsing the grime from his face. Then, as suddenly as it had materialized, the brief reminder of the departing hurricane vanished.
***** 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.