My great-grandmother had bells on her front door, and I heard them every time I passed through her door. I haven't heard them since I was a teen, and they bring back alot of memories...

My best friend is a writer, and I write a little myself. I saw this quote, and had to read it to you all. 

Gary Provost, quoted in Roy Peter Clark’s Writing Tools:

This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.

A friend asked me to record this. It's a relaxing meditation script from Coping with Anxiety: 10 Simple Ways to Relieve Anxiety, Fear & Worry, by Edmund J. Bourne, Lorna Garano. New Harbinger Publications; 1 edition (January 31, 2003)

I finally got the new microphone! It sounds great! The sound clip that is posted with this has no enhancements, no changes at all, just the built in audio drivers that come with Windows Vista, and was recorded using the simple sound recorder built into Windows (in .wma format). So, despite some hurdles, it still sounds really good. I am hoping to get some better software and really polish it up nice. Thanks for your patience!