1 - Tell us a little bit about your background. How did you get started in
narrating/producing audio books? How many audio books have you narrated?
I like the sound of the human voice. Not the just the English language, beautiful
as it is, but the whole spectrum of human vocal expressiveness--from Vergil to
grunts and wheezes; from Hemingway to Goodnight, Moon. In fact, it probably
started when I was very young, I remember my mother reading children's poetry
to me from the Childcraft series, and my Dad reading Black Beauty...and there
was real pleasure in listening to a story come alive in the act of reading aloud. I
think most children, if they're lucky, hear a lot of books out loud before they
learn to read themselves. Much later, I had the privilege to study under and
then work with the writer Reynolds Price, and he was a master of reading
aloud...you could tell he really enjoyed it, and was good at it, too. He was
paraplegic and I lived with him for a year to help him get around, and one night
he was very sick and anxious--and he asked me to read to him, and I read the
entirety of To the Lighthouse, and by the end of it he had some peace and
calm, through the experience of listening to Virginia Woolf's luxurious text.
That was my most tangible experience of how reading aloud can be a real
palpable balm to people, it can really ease suffering, when you get right down to
it. I also read a little for my grandma in the nursing home...she loved romance
novels, so that's what it was.
When I was in acting school, one of my teachers told me I should capitalize on
my voice, he really didn't mince words. So that made me think, hey, I should do
audiobooks! I like reading aloud, so why not? And when I started auditioning, I
was blessed to start getting offers. Right now I have nine audiobooks set to be
released in 2013. Four are already complete.
2 - How much acting is involved in narrating a story?
As little as possible. Of course, craft does enter the picture when you have
dialects or a lot of characters to differentiate, for example. But I approach an
audiobook like I am reading a book to a friend, like my best experiences reading
aloud. And if you're reading to a sick person, they don't want to hear you
attempt the world's greatest performance. In fact, I would wager they don't
want to hear you perform at all. So it has to sound kind of effortless. Like
you're just reading! So that's what I try to do. Make it comfortable for the
listener.
Now, if I have to think about how I do this, I would say it comes from a few
things I've heard from other film actors--actors that don't speak the text until
the camera rolls, because that ensures that the words will actually be fresh, the
experience of those words will have a virginity to them, so to speak--very
different from theatrical performance. However, I also think of my
improvisation teacher, and the concept of "yes, and..." to whatever is thrown
out there, so when I'm reading, I just go with it, and enjoy the story as it goes
along, letting it surprise me, hopefully, letting myself be swept away by it, in the
telling of it.
3 - What was the most difficult or challenging aspect of narrating COME UNTO
THESE YELLOW SANDS?
Nothing pops out as being technically hairy territory. Maybe the erotic stuff!
But that's another question. Um, perhaps the dialects--the Irish priest, for
example, sometimes that takes a few goes. Sometimes you have to be extra
careful to differentiate between characters, but not so much that it becomes a
radio play. I mean, I'm not going to sound like a woman, no matter what I do
with my voice, so you just have to imply it, give it the flavor of femininity,
perhaps, it's whatever the part calls for.
With Yellow Sands (as I like to refer to it), the moments I enjoyed the most may
have been the most challenging, the most intimate, the most unknown.
Because what is intimate is essentially what has been unknown prior to that
moment, or unknown in the public sphere. And it's not necessarily the erotic
moments, though it does encompass them...it's anything that is raw, tender,
nervy. And a lot of this book is those things for Swift. So, to my surprise, I
would say that a lot of this book was difficult...because it is a difficult
experience for Swift. He's going through difficult times. He's doubting himself,
he's doubting his partner, he's scared. And the most difficult moment for Swift,
I think, is when he contemplates walking back into the ocean...ending his life,
because he doesn't want to start using again, doesn't want to hurt other people
through his using. That's sad stuff, that's where it's most difficult, and that's
where it's the best, I think. No amount of research or "work" can bring you to
connect with the character in that moment, you just have to reach out your
hand and touch him. It's like being there for someone that needs you. It's
difficult, but it's what makes life worth living.
4 - What character was the most fun to narrate? Why?
Swift. I relate to his struggle with substance abuse, his love of language, his
occasionally hot temper--he is very guarded and explosive about his little box of
poems, for example--and I like that. I also, now that I think about it, like his
fascination with Choose Your Own Adventure stories! I loved those too...I had
the entire series of the Lone Wolf books, and they were great! It's those kind
of things that really stretch and stir a young person's imagination, and can lead
to a love of more nuanced writing and literature, as was the case with Swift.
5 - What character was the most difficult to narrate? Why?
Max. Max is a "tough guy", somewhat emotionally repressed in his masculinity.
I mean, he's a great guy, you can tell that about him, but sometimes he's hard
to read. I actually like that. He keeps his cards held close. It's a surprise when
he reveals himself to Swift, it surprised me, actually. I liked that moment, but
up to then, it was hard for me to know what he was thinking, or rather...feeling.
And that may be because a lot of the time, Max doesn't let himself feel deeply,
or doesn't let himself connect with his deep, underlying feelings. He has a job to
do, as police chief. At least, that's how I read it.
6 - Was there a particular scene you think you read especially well? Or that you
particularly enjoyed reading?
Oh, probably the one I just mentioned--when Max reveals himself to Swift. It's a
touching moment, and so important to Swift. To Max too, but it really is about
Swift being impacted by this revelation, the thing he's been waiting for and
hoping for despite his serious doubts. Also, I like the last scene in the book, and
without giving anything away, it's the kind of redemption that Swift really needs
to heal himself. It's such an easy thing to do, but so hard at the same time.
7 - How awkward is it to read erotic scenes aloud?
Well, often I record with an audio engineer sitting in the other room, and you
have to know that he is hearing every single word that is said. So when you're
reading an erotic scene, he is in that moment too. It's the same with a film set-
-you're connecting with another actor, you're in your own little world, but then
there is the mechanism and apparatus of a film set, people looking at a monitor,
through a camera, listening through the sound equipment. Now an audiobook
situation is much less expansive, which makes it more intimate! So it's actually
just me, the text, and the engineer. These erotic scenes call for a heightened
vulnerability, and so you're exposing yourself--literally exposing yourself! as you
read them. I had a class with Austin Pendleton and he helped me to a revelation
that was important to me....vulnerability is just letting the other person have
power over you. Maybe that's obvious to some people, but it wasn't to me, and
in an acting situation, it can be felt tangibly...who has the power. Now, to give
that up is a considerable gift or concession, however you want to look at it.
And these erotic scenes demand, I think, a submission of power! As an actor,
as an individual, I give up my power by totally letting down my guard--or letting
it down as much as I can bear. So if I'm feeling awkward, it's not a bad thing,
it's part of the moment. It's the fig leaf coming down, the face getting red. If
you blush, you're feeling something, good! Feeling is totally unpredictable, but
if it does get awkward in these scenes, I do take that as a good sign...a sign of
entering territory that could be authentic, sincere.
8 - What’s the most satisfying or rewarding part of narrating/producing an
audio book?
Getting paid! Just kidding, but for the working actor, the actor that wants to
make a living at the craft, audiobooks can be more lucrative than a lot of other
forms of acting. Not that it's about the money, because there are million easier
ways to make money than exposing yourself as I just shared. But audiobooks
can be a calculated gamble. You know what you need to break even, to make
money, and so forth...so you can attempt to establish a livelihood that allows
you to keep acting. The name of the game is endurance, or so I've heard. And
as much as I like to read aloud, let's be honest, I'm doing this for an audience, in
the end. And that is to say, I'm doing this to share something, to communicate.
And in the case of audiobooks, I have the privilege of communicating the
author's story. And I take that privilege seriously. I am grateful for it and
humbled by it, the opportunity to share another person's truth, so to speak,
hopefully in a compelling way. I don't want to use the word "dramatic",
because to me it has the whiff of...histrionics, and that kind of acting turns me
off, it's just not my style or taste, though some people love it! What's
satisfying to me is being able to bring my style, my self, fully to the table to
contribute to the author's words. And the two become one. Really, it is that
literal of a merging. And that's an incredible feeling, that union. It's really a
generative union, and it can be life-giving.
9 - Do you ever find yourself wishing the author (naturally not me!!!) hadn’t
taken the story in a particular direction? Or is narrating a much more detached
process?
I wouldn't say it's a totally detached process, though there is a level of
detachment, and a level of a healthy attachment, too. I mean, you've
committed to do the book, you want it to be good, you want it to be a real
compelling story, that will sure make it easier to spend the time in front of the
microphone! And of course if it's consistently compelling, it's more likely to
reach more people. At the same time, when I am committed to a book, I try to
not actively question anything the writer does. I have to believe it. Maybe that
essential belief can be equated with the "yes, and..." improvisation concept I
mentioned, that you just go with it no matter what the author does, there's
really no use dwelling over spilled milk or sour grapes or whatever the
expression is...what's the point? The text is the text, read it. It's like the
detachment of a good sommelier, I may be passionate about my product, but
with deference to the product itself and the customer. In other words, my
performance should never get in the way of telling the story, of pouring the
wine, so to speak. That's the service that is being offered, the telling of the
story.
10 - Where can readers/listeners find out more about you and your work?
www.paulfleschner.com
**Note** Paul also has a new Facebook page.
Go, go, go! and check back for more updates, there are more good books on
the way...
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Friday, March 29, 2013
Monday, December 10, 2012
Christmas Coda 6
Swift and Max from COME UNTO THESE YELLOW SANDS

Police chiefs don’t get Christmas Eve
off.
But Swift was used to that. He had
been used to it even before the relationship between him and Max had become
official. Being a night owl, it was no hardship to wait up for Max. He took his
time preparing every detail of what felt like their first Christmas Eve
together, although it was not technically their first. Not at all.
He wound a few Christmas lights
around the bookshelves and statuary, lit the strategically placed red and white
candles, and set up the Christmas tree. The latter took all of five minutes. It
was an small artificial tree from the 1960s which he’d picked up at a flea
market the first winter he’d spent at Stone
Coast . The tree was white as were
the star-shaped lights. The scratched and faded bulbs were red and silver. It
was about as kitschy as Christmas could get, and Swift dearly loved it.
He spent the rest of the evening cooking
and listening to music. Mostly Christmas
Time With Motown, Max’s favorite holiday record. It took a fair bit of time
to get their midnight repast ready and
prepare for the following day’s meal. Not that Max would have Christmas day off
either, but they would get to spend a portion of it together and Swift had
learned to make every minute count.
Swift could not sing to save his
life, but that didn’t stop him humming along with Smokey Robinson.
Well
I wish it could be Christmas every day
When
the kids start singing and the band begins to play
Oh
I wish it could be Christmas every day
So
let the bells ring out for Christmas
Tomorrow he was doing a full on
traditional feast with a small roasted goose stuffed with chestnuts and
cranberries among other goodies as the centerpiece. He was even doing a figgy
pudding which he had attempted just for laughs, but the pudding had turned out to
be astonishingly delicious after a liberal dosing of cognac and rum. That was
tomorrow taken care of – and probably a
number of nights to follow because there would be a ridiculous amount of
leftovers.
Tonight’s meal would be relatively light:
bacon-wrapped scallops, spinach, fennel and citrus salad, and wild rice, all set
off to perfection by a nice white wine.
After the cooking and clean up was
done, Swift had a glass of the nice wine while he sat in front of the fire and
jotted down some notes.
At a quarter after eleven, Max’s key scraped
in the front door lock, and Max let himself in. Snow dusted his dark hair and
the wide shoulders of his sheepskin coat.
“You’re early.”
“Doesn’t feel early to me,” Max
said, bending over the sofa to drop a kiss on Swift’s neck. “Working?”
Swift shook his head and tossed the
legal pad aside.
“Something smells great.”
“Hungry?”
“Starving.”
Max followed him into the kitchen
talking about what had been a relatively crime free Christmas Eve and watched
Swift dish out the food.
“Do you want eat at the table or in
front of the fire?” Swift asked.
“Fire.”
They returned with their plates to
the warmth of the fireplace.
Max stopped talking and devoted
himself to the food. Swift watched him, smiling. He enjoyed Max’s heartfelt
appreciation of his cooking.
At last Max set his empty plate
aside, heaved a deep sigh of relief and smiled back at Swift. “Christ, it’s
good to be home. I thought the night would never end.”
“Maybe we’ll get snowed in.”
“Maybe we will.” Max’s gaze grew
thoughtful. “Are you sorry you didn’t go to your mother’s?”
“No. I wanted to spend Christmas
with you.”
“If I could have got away?”
“No.” It wasn’t easy to explain
without sounding hardhearted, but if anyone understood, Max did. “Too many
memories. I want more new memories, new…traditions to balance against the old
before I try that. I’ll see her in the spring.”
Max nodded.
“You want another glass of wine?”
“I’ll switch to beer.”

Max looked up and there was
something in his expression, a softness, a light. It took Swift aback, that
funny regard.
“Are you writing again?”
Swift’s face warmed, though that
could have been the wine. “I don’t know. Maybe. Just playing around with words
right now.”
Max looked down at the page. “‘The
first bell is winter. Frozen breath of cold blue streets.’ What’s it mean?”
Swift laughed. “Probably nothing.”
He took the pad away, tossed it on the table.
Max reached out and Swift moved
into the curve of his arm. He put his head back, staring up at the open ceiling
beams. He was smiling.
“Happy?” Max asked softly.
Swift assented.
There was a smile in Max’s voice as
he asked, “What do you say to working on another of those new Christmas
traditions?”
Thursday, March 8, 2012
Come Unto These Yellow Sands Vs THE WORLD!!!

Spring.
I guess I should offer a full sabbatical update. Maybe later this week or this weekend? I have been busy, but to be perfectly honest, it's been pretty dull so far. Two years worth of taxes and a refi on the house, a lot of paperwork to catch up on (STILL catching up on), judging a couple of literary awards, and the business of getting all these reverting titles back into play under my own imprint.
Imprint sounds a bit grand. I mean...under my own name.
Anyway, several more titles will be coming back to me this spring -- and I'll also begin reacquiring print titles (though I haven't quite decided what to do with them yet).
Really that doesn't seem much to show for three months, does it? I cleared out the bedroom closets! That should count for something.
Ah! I did have a purpose in starting this blog! Just in case you suspected my mind was beginning to wander. Come Unto These Yellow Sands (which I personally think is one of my all time best efforts) has been nominated in this year's DABWAHA.
The GLBT field is especially tough this time around, but I still think I've got a fair shot. Anyway, the madness and mayhem begin this Sunday. You can find out more about how the whole thing works right here.
It was a lot of fun last time, I have to admit. Mostly because of the lengths readers were willing to go to for their favorite books and authors. Well, not just readers! Authors too. :-D
Anything could happen this time -- and probably will. Stay tuned!
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Cyber Launch Party for Come Unto These Yellow Sands
Thank you to the Fanyons for organizing a countdown to the release of Come Unto These Yellow Sands.
In fact, it's a lot more than a simple countdown; it's a cyber launch party with real prizes and games and...well, I'm astonished and moved at the effort they've gone to for this.
Anyway, the book releases June 14th from Samhain Publishing. It can be preordered through Amazon, etc.
It's definitely a different kind of story for me. In fact, it's a little nod to those readers who claim they love my stuff but wish I would write something besides mysteries. So here's a mystery from the perspective of someone who doesn't give a damn about mysteries and has no desire to solve one, but finds himself in the middle of one nonetheless.
Anyway, I'm currently in the midst of unpacking and catching up on email and all the other stuff that piles up no matter what else is going on in your life. More on that later -- meanwhile, have fun and don't forget to "like" my Fan Page if you're so inclined.

Anyway, the book releases June 14th from Samhain Publishing. It can be preordered through Amazon, etc.
It's definitely a different kind of story for me. In fact, it's a little nod to those readers who claim they love my stuff but wish I would write something besides mysteries. So here's a mystery from the perspective of someone who doesn't give a damn about mysteries and has no desire to solve one, but finds himself in the middle of one nonetheless.
Anyway, I'm currently in the midst of unpacking and catching up on email and all the other stuff that piles up no matter what else is going on in your life. More on that later -- meanwhile, have fun and don't forget to "like" my Fan Page if you're so inclined.
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