Best Women's Erotica 2013 by Violet Blue

Author:Violet Blue
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Cleis Press Start
Published: 2012-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

Her job as a sound assistant suited her well enough. It was because of the silence. Sometimes her only task in a day would be to drive from place to place collecting silences in her microphone. Ambient sound. She wore soft padded headphones that completely obliterated the world and with a flick of the switch she captured the sounds of empty places. It was not silence, because in this world there is never a total absence of sound. Instead she heard the location speak to her. Houses laid out their quietly settling floorboards, the tick of sunlight on roofs, the low growl of traffic held off by walls and glass and distance. Outdoor places spoke to her with leaf-rustling and grass-twitching, birds swooped in to add their comment to the sense of space, insects chirruped and clicked. Water dripped after rain; gurgled, almost mechanical, through a creek bed.

The empty spaces she recorded provided a leveling effect for films. The steady hum of life formed a meditative background against which the action could take place. Sometimes Susanna had to sit through a performance itself, checking the levels on the little VU dial as the actors ran through their scene time after time. It was a job that could be performed just as easily, she thought, by her ex-lover, a job for the eyes. And because of this she would put her big soft headphones on but not plug them into the equipment. She watched the rise and fall of the needles, adjusted the switches accordingly.

“Did you like that last take?” The actor who approached her was tall and too well muscled. She blinked at him through a fog of silence, reading his lips rather than listening to his words. She nodded, although she had no opinion either way. The needle twitched in the right manner three quarters of the way up the gauge, just as it had twitched on every other take; therefore all of the performances were similarly acceptable. When the actor tried again to make conversation, Susanna felt cornered. What did he want? She had never learned the truth about her beauty, the thick dark hair, the eyes so pale that they were almost unnerving, the body, rounded in the places where it mattered. She had never had the interest to notice the way men tracked her with their gaze as she walked home, head down, full of purpose.

“People always say I could do radio. As a soundo, what do you reckon?” the actor said to her then, and she was forced to slip the headphones off. The sound of the world assaulted her, the actor’s rich over-trained voice.

“I need to record the atmos now,” she told him, and overhearing her, the first assistant director began to hush the milling crowd, giving Susanna the noise-filled silence that she needed to complete her task.

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