Twelve days after my last post in which I said I had about one week of editing left, I’m still editing.
To my credit (?) I ended up re-doing yet another section of the book, part 5 of 6. And since 6 was only half the size of the other sections, I should have just redone that one too, but I couldn’t make myself do it. So why did I do part 5? Well, I’m not sure how I did it, but I screwed something up. The waveform looked like sawblade teeth, rather than rolling waves. And the breaks between words was all hissy. I couldn’t leave it as it was so I re-recorded it. Twice.
That’s when I noticed it. My voice sounded strained. Like my throat had gotten lazy, or as if I was talking with my chin on my chest. It was very subtle, and I was pretty sure no one else would notice it, but it didn’t sound as effortless as it did in previously recorded sections. Still, I took Tim Gunn’s advice and made it work, recording and editing a new part 5 in about four days. (That’s about 18 hours of work time.) I glued it into the big file and was much happier.
I finally finished editing the big file, and remembered I had to record the Intro, the Preface and the Extro. (What else could you call it?). I have now recorded, edited, and glued them into the big file, and I’m going through the whole file yet again.
Will I ever be completely happy with it? In a word, no. But I’m getting closer.
I don’t know how an artist ever finishes a painting, or a musician ever finishes writing, arranging or recording a song. You can tweak something forever, but does it really make it better? Or is it just a way to postpone putting your heart’s labor up for public scrutiny? I know my answer to that question, and I’m going to finish this pass, and then I’m going to take the next step. A step which shall be determined after I wake up tomorrow.
