Ahh! Audio books! Who doesn’t love them? Since I was a small child, and my mother used to read to me in her beautiful, deep resonant voice before I went to sleep, I have loved being read to. Of course, from the age of eight, I was obliged to return the favour by reading to her to keep her awake at the wheel when we made the long annual trips between Canada and Mexico and back in her car to join my father who worked there. Driving those long straight roads in Texas is no mean feat. They are roads designed for snoozing. I was like Scheherazade; my survival dependent on keeping those pages turning, my little voice getting hoarser and hoarser…
Now, of course, small girls are no longer pressed into service for this sort of thing; cars have the wherewithal to transmit audio books, read by fabulous readers, who make the passing miles of a long and tedious car trip just whiz by. (Alright, they used to be tedious…now I’d kill for a long road trip!)
But they aren’t just for car trips. I can no longer go for a walk without my audio book. My phone died the other day when I was no more than a quarter mile from my house on a six-mile walk, and I threw up my hands and changed my plans to something involving my couch and a phone charger. 10,000 steps be damned! I know couples who walk ‘together’, each listening to their own book. My husband and I, at least, preserve some sense of the niceties of matrimony by going on separate walks if we’re listening to books. We pretend we have to do this because one of us walks faster than the other. Ok, one of us does, but that’s not the point.
The point is, wonderful audio books! A Tolkien can set you back twenty-five hours, a Harry Potter twenty. An Agatha Christie clocks in at anywhere between ten and fourteen. PG Wodehouses, bits of candy, really, for when all you want in your life is delight, seem all too short by comparison. Books are often read by great actors, or specialty readers, and sometimes even by the authors themselves. As a vacation from the sometimes dreary and oppressive conditions in this world, it is hard to beat an audio book.
And well, there’s Lane Winslow…I heard recently of someone who weathered part of the punishing frigid temperatures, water failures, and electrical outages in Texas by sitting in their car listening to book one, read by the wonderful Marilla Wex. How happy am I to say that books 3 through 6 will be out and available on April 13, to help that Texas fan, and anyone else, weather any further mishaps!
Having the Lane Winslow stories soar off the page and into one’s ears is a glorious experience. April 13…come, get your audio books and let us read to you!
Meet Lane Winslow!