Casting Call for Quick Turn Around Female Narrator Needed For Science Fiction Short Story "Falling Leaves"
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NOTE: Genuine Australian accent preferred, but not mandatory. Do not affect an accent that's not your normal speaking voice.
NOTE 2: This piece contains profane language
Female narrator needed for a short story on our weekly sci-fi story podcast, Escape Pod. It's kind of a maudlin, tragic friend story set in a dystopian future. Think: Girl, Interrupted.
This role is unpaid, but it will get you into our narrator pool and we are working on budgeting to pay narrators something in the near future. For this project, your payment is experience, a work credit, and promotion on our website.
Your audio does not need to be top quality, but it should be pretty good and it does need to be recorded in quiet surroundings. You also need to be able to edit out your own long silences and re-dos. The remaining requirements are below.
This project will be cast 9/18/15, and I will need your finished file returned to me before or by midnight on 9/25. If you cannot handle the short turn-around on this, please do not audition.
STORY LENGTH: about 5,100 words
APPROXIMATE TIME FOR RECORDING AND EDITING: 2-3 hours
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Escape Pod Narrator Guidelines
TECHNICAL SPECS:
We prefer uncompressed mono WAV or AIFF format files, FLAC, or Apple Lossless (m4a).
A sample rate of 44.1 kHz is best.
Your file will be too big to email; we have a web tool you can use to upload it. Just go to https://www.hightail.com/u/EscapeArtists
EDITING:
Please edit the file yourself to remove long pauses and multiple takes. We will do a final screening as part of producing the episode, but it is a great help to us if you can minimize the editing on our side. While we do want you to edit your mistakes, please do not run a noise filter on your file, we'll do that.
We reserve the right not to use recordings we deem unsuitable.
READING TIPS:
Make sure your reading starts with the title and author.
Escape Pod prefers a clean, 'audiobook' style of reading (NO sound effects), but with some energy and personality to it.
Pacing is the most important thing. In particular, don't read too fast -- that's hard on the listener. Wherever there is a break in the text (several empty lines and/or something like ### or * * * *) please leave a silent pause about 3-4 seconds long.
Please avoid extra noise- gesturing, fiddling with pens, etc, - these can thump the mic or make background noise.
Keep your face in front of the mic. Otherwise you will get fades.
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This story is two young Aussie females in a difficult but important relationship.
Nessa tried to act casual once she got to the top, banging her knee hard as she hauled herself over the ledge and ripping a fresh hole in her cargos. She took a deep breath, wiped her sweaty hands, and sat down next to Charlotte.
"'Sup?" said Nessa.
"Go away." Charlotte kicked her feet against the wall and pressed her waxy lips together.
"You gonna jump?"
"No. I'm not an attention seeking whore like you," said Charlotte.
Nessa shrugged her shoulders, as if that could roll away the sting. Rolling with the punches was what she did. "You look sad."
Charlotte bared her teeth. "I said, I'm not like you. Leave me alone."
Nessa wanted to say, "Fuck you," but she didn't. Nessa wanted to find magic words to fix Charlotte in an impatient flurry. She couldn't. Nessa scratched her scars for a while and felt like puking, but she didn't think that would help either. Neither would hitting Charlotte's head against a wall and cracking Charlotte's head into happiness, although Nessa could imagine it so violently and brightly it felt like she'd done it. Nessa had banged her own head against walls to get the pain out of her head and chest, but it never worked -- or rather it never worked for long enough, leading to a worse, moreish pain.
Nessa didn't know what to do, so she just sat there, feeling chicken shit, until the bell summoned them into class.
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