Nov 022016
 

I’ve written about how important voice is to me. I don’t think, though, that I’ve ever written about my voice.

People respond to my voice in ways that surprise me. I must have voice dysmorphic disorder. In my mind, my voice is of average depth/pitch/timbre, and perhaps slightly effeminate. Apparently not.

When women hear my voice, whether in person or in more disembodied form, they react in precisely one way: “Wow. You have a deep, sexy voice.” It is seriously deep, they tell me. Baritone. Powerful. Authoritative. Commanding.

Just as I tend to be turned on by women’s voices, women tend to be turned on by my voice.

This seems a good thing.

Say something! (I just did....)