The God of Audio hates me
So, I often go days without getting phone calls -- I mean, voice is so last millennium. But yesterday and today, I've been recording audio: portions of Wake that I'm reading for Audible.com, plus me reading the entire first chapter myself to put on my website at sfwriter.com. And the damn phone has just not stopped ringing.
And now, as if that was not enough, the fire alarm has just gone off in my condo tower, and, of course, it'll keep going until the fire department arrives (with their sirens blaring) and investigates the cause. Ugh!
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Posted by Rob on Wednesday, January 21, 2009
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Last year, at Polaris in Toronto, on the Sunday morning the fire alarm in the hotel went off three times, and the first time was at around 6:00 a.m.! Now that got quite irritating by the third time.
You're bothered that a fire alarm ruined your audio? Did I read that correctly? Isn't that taking dedication to your art a little too far?
Hi, Annie. It's just that fire alarms are a fact of life in high-rises; they virtually never mean anything (and this one didn't). Now, I live in a very good building, and we never get malicious false alarms (unlike the dive I lived in when I was a student!), but, still, the detectors are calibrated to err on the side of false positives, and so we get an alarm, I dunno, every few weeks.
That is the paradox of technology. The very thing that is supposed to help us becomes so commonplace or overused or misused, that we just ignore it...but anyway, glad you had a false alarm. (Could you have left it in the audio for effect?)
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