Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Audio Installment 57

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Jack Cover with border small canvas

by HL Carpenter
ISBN: 978-0-9884095-1-4
Ebook ISBN: 978-0-9884095-0-7
Copyright (c) 2012 by Top Drawer Ink Corp.


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Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Audio Installment 57


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“Do you?” Jack asked.

About as clearly as if she’d been trying to peer through eyeglasses coated with petroleum jelly.

“Sure. Umm, let me count. You’re almost five hundred years old.”

“That’s even older than my dad,” Tenspot said.

Jack half-smiled. “Way older.”

“Are you sure you haven’t been here more recently, Jack?” Nessa asked. “And are you sure all this Fountain of Youth baloney isn’t a cover so you can find out about Bradley?”

He raised his hand. “I swear this has nothing to do with Bradley. I never heard his name until you said it this morning. The last time I visited this part of La Florida was in the company of an expedition led by my uncle, Juan Ponce de León.”

“He was your uncle?” Tenspot blinked. “I learned about him in school.”

“So did Jack,” Nessa said.



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 five takes, after three practice runs with the microphone off.

Technical. This week, we  downloaded three plug-ins from the Audacity forum, and read multiple posts on preparing audio files for submission to Amazon’s Audible platform. We are making major progress–finally! The difference between this week’s recording and prior weeks is noticeable even to us.

Comments. This chapter passes the hardware checks for Audible and we couldn’t be more excited! We’re soooooo much closer to having production ready files to submit.

Story changes. ACK! We discovered a typo. Good grief! After all the time spent reading, re-reading, editing, correcting … well, the good news is we discovered the typo and fixed the copy, so the next upload of Jack should be error-free –we hope! 🙂


***** ABOUT THE AUTHOR *****

HL Carpenter is the pen name of a Florida-based mother/daughter duo who writes 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.

Also 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.

Dream Stealer. Is stealing a dream better than losing your own?

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.


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