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Hope Chest

A locked case sits in a closet, filled with the scrapbook of a life never lived. At times it feels like a coffin for the side of my being that will never see daylight, never speak with my voice. At others it feels like a hope chest, preparing for the day when my love might ask me to open it.
6 years ago. Wednesday, October 30, 2019 at 9:33 AM

I did ultimately finish the audio project.  I had limited time to record, so I got some bad takes and just edited them as much as I could.

Then I recorded a quick foreword, telling my Gospodzha that I didn't want anything from her but a genuine interest in learning about me.

 

She didn't make it through the foreword without bursting into tears, waking me up and making me feel terrible.  I offered her episode 1, but she never listened.

 

So that's all there was.  I am glad I made it, and I listen to it myself from time to time.  It's not the best production, but the music is so integral to it that I can't imagine presenting the information any other way.

 

I just wish I had a better recording of the scene where Edward Scissorhands says he can't hold her.

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