The (Audiobook) Hill I Will Die On.

Hi loves

I interrupt this week of grief and weirdness to say something quick and cheerful and random about Audiobooks because…

when else?

I posted this up to social media yesterday and it resonated hard with many folks….so I’m posting it up here and it’s brightening my mood.

This:

Who wants to die on this hill with me?

I think my book “The Art of Asking”, at this point, has been listened to in book-form more than read in book-form. It’s a constant seller on Audible. Who knows?

A book is just a thing made with words.

Words can be read with eyes or listened to with ears. The people who have listened to my audiobook have “read” my book, and I honestly think they got the better deal, because the emotion (and sometimes tears) that went along with the audio recording feel like a more personal and fundamentally honest representation of “the book” than the written words.

So, I’ll take this and one up it:

Audiobooks can be more real than hardbacks and paperbacks.

Would love to hear your feels about audiobooks.

And also, I haven’t done a voiceramble (where I just send you a rambling talking audio diary) in a while, for any tier. Maybe I’ll try to do a few from New Zealand. I’m tired enough. It’s good when I’m too tired to write with my fingers. I write with my voice. Same same.

♥️📚🎧🎉

While I have you here, this is the link for the book, which I know many of you have read, on Audible:https://www.audible.com.au/pd/The-Art-of-Asking-Audiobook/B00OL4G6VI?source_code=SEMPP30DTRIAL452041423000A&ipRedirectOverride=true&noapp=1&gclid=CjwKCAiAqNSsBhAvEiwAn_tmxY5-jYXxpUi5gSlKNYNLz19Eb5P08MlUOxDXk6UAQu0NyJ_EqSG8cBoC87EQAvD_BwE&gclsrc=aw.ds

Good night and good morning wherever you are.

Love from Aotearoa New Zealand.

Where I am still as culture-lagged, overwhelmed, happy, sad and shocked as I was in 2020.

HERE FOR IT.

As above, so below.

Xxx

Afp