John Sackville. He’s an actor – a really good one – and he
phoned me on M|onday. Why? Because he’s going to be reading A Hundred Thousand Dragons, Trouble Brewing and Off The Record for Audible, Amazon’s audio book arm. So, while I
was shoving Lucky, the three legged dog off the sofa – I was sitting on his sofa in his place and he resented it and showed it by trying to sit on my knee
– I was discussing Literature with some serious talent. John starts recording Dragons on Friday and wanted to check the pronunciation of names
and the various accents the characters have.
Here’s his websites if you want to know more:
I really appreciated the phone call. It’s easy, when you’re writing a character, to
hear the voice in your head, but that’s no guarantee that the same voice will
come across to the reader. As a matter
of fact, it had, more or less, as far as John was concerned. I’m really looking forward to hear him read the books. I must admit (in my dreams!) that so far, my choice
of an actor to play Jack has more or less started and stopped with Benedict
Cumberbatch. (After all, he plays
virtually anything else on screen that isn’t being played by Martin Freeman, so
why not?) However, call me fickle, if you like, but John Sackville looks the
part as well as sounds it.
I appreciated the call, too, because it
showed what a professional approach he has.
In contrast, poor old Elspeth, daughter no. 3, has just written a script
– a really good one – for a music video, a script that really added to the
story of the song. She got an email
today from the video company, saying that the singer decided months ago not to
go with the company. She forget to tell
them. So that’s all that development
work down the pan, which is frustrating, to say the least. This was the singer’s debut, and it’s not the
best of starts. However, the company
liked what Elspeth came up with, so who knows?
The author of the next YouTube sensation might be about to do her
thing...!
After
The Exhibition is out next month. Let the countdown commence. I’ll have to have something to take my mind
off the gaping void the ending of the Olympics is going to leave in my
life. At least Britain’s (Scotland’s) men
got through to the semis in the curling.
It’s like snooker on ice, but with lots more shouting and is totally
gripping. C'mon, Scotland!
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