I had another voiceover class yesterday. No funny stories to share, but I’m proud to say I put myself out there for much critiquing.
The teacher used phrases like “not so much music,” which means limiting fluctuations in your pitch. (We were pitchy, apparently.) Also, “retail heavy lifting,” which means using the corny, hard-sell voice you hear in commercials for local car dealerships and as-seen-on-TV products. We also talked about maintaining the same volume when you vary your pitch, which is harder than it sounds.
The biggest lesson? I need to devote more time to this if I ever want to accomplish anything. I can never seem to find the time.
I blame the children and their ceaseless demands for food, clean clothes and Harry Potter read-alouds. Kids today.
In other news: Kayla Watch, Day 4. Another claw bites the dust.