Books by Jo
Q&A: Holly Adams on the Art of Audiobook Narrations and Opposites Attack
Holly Adams, narrator of Opposites Attack, isn’t just a voice actress. She works in contemporary film, easily tackles Shakespeare, teaches how to be a clown, walks on stilts, and more. Earphone and Independent Audiobook Award winner, and Audie Finalist, I was thrilled to have her inhabit the multi-cultural cast of my novel set in Provence…
Read MoreOPPOSITES ATTACK: THE AUDIOBOOK. A long journey and rebirth
Bonjour! Summer is here and the thrill of new travel odysseys beckon. I’m thrilled to share that my culture clash novel set in the South of France, Opposites Attack, is finally an audiobook. For various reasons, the project kept dying on the vine like Viognier grapes in a drought. And then, life burst forth. There’s even…
Read MoreWORD OF MOUSE: How to leave a book review on Amazon (anonymously or not)
When a tech-savvy friend confessed that she loved my book yet had no idea how to leave a review on Amazon, I decided to write this for her and anyone else who may not know. Books depend on word-of-mouth and mouse. It’s part of my job description now to ask readers to leave book reviews the way…
Read MoreBehind NAKED DJ, the audiobook
I’m thrilled Rachel Butera has been nominated for a SOVAS Voice Arts Awards for her narration of NAKED DJ, as have I for my narration of WHEN I MARRIED MY MOTHER. Known as “The Oscars of Voice Acting” it’s indeed an honor. The awards ceremony is Nov 13, 2016 at the Warner Brothers Studio…
Read MoreMAMA JO REVISITED: Mother’s Day Without Her
This Mother’s Day, 2016, marks the eleventh one without Mama Jo. It’s always been tinged with sadness since her passing, but this one will be particularly hard. I recently completed reading and editing the audiobook of When I Married My Mother. I read it four times, all nine hours, before I had it right. Every single…
Read MoreHOLIDAY REMINISCENCES AND REGRETS
An adapted excerpt from the chapter “Watching a Photograph Slowly Fade” from When I Married My Mother “Are we putting up a Christmas tree this year?” Mama Jo asked when our third Thanksgiving as roommates rolled around. I groaned and was sorry I did. The first year we lived together, after uncovering the ornaments of…
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