This morning,  Christmas eve morning, I received this lovely note from my friend Candace. She's one of the voices that I really like to work with. She's versatile, funny, takes direction well, works hard when she's in the booth and as a voice over artist, I always know that my clients will be thrilled with the end results.

So on to this e--mail I received, and one that I believe in.


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My friend Neil is a gifted guitarist, and, uhmmm... well; not much of a singer. Not that a silly thing like that would ever deter him, he sings like he wants to and to Hell with you if you don't like it. I admire him for that. He also says the single most liberating experience in becoming someone who can sing regardless of what anyone might think of one's singing ability is busking - simply standing on the street, instrument in hand and singing for passers by who might like what they hear and...
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When I was little, very little, I really did have the storybook about the ‘Little Engine that Could’.  There was a record too, a 45, it was yellow, called ‘Little by Little' - the song was about taking on a challenge and having the stuff to at least try something. Then there was a train set that my parents surprised the Hell out of me with as a Christmas present one year… and my Dad hadn’t gone to the local toy store and picked out one of those boring boxed sets, he’d gone to the ...
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