My Father’s Voice, My Mother’s Typing
Tuesday, October 14th, 2008His voice, electronic and tin sounding, floated through the air around the house. It would repeat itself, sometimes stopping in mid-sentence. It annoyed me. The clacking of the typewriter also annoyed me. Each hit of a key unnerved me more and more. And like the rebellious teenager I was, I turned up the volume on whatever glam band was on the radio. This of course, after a while, annoyed my mother, who was at the heart of the typewriter clacking sound. But my mother knew exactly how to deal with me. She came into my room, not bothering to knock as I would never have heard the sound, strode over to the the radio, did not turn it off or lessen the volume, but instead plugged in my head phones and handed them to me. Then she walked back to the upstairs home office where she and my father cloistered themselves for eight hours a day.
The effect of this was maddening to the confrontational angel I had become. It also produced a fabulous sense of guilt and remorse once the anger subsided. So, into their sanctum I marched and there was just my mother. She was transcribing my father’s dictation onto clean, white paper, now marred with not the rabble I had heard, but with the lines of coherent thought. My father, not a particularly good one finger typist had found that by recording his reports, he and my mother had a more peaceful working environment. No more wasted time with short hand for her or long hours of him having to re-say what he thought he had just said. As far as my mother was concerned, this concept was a blessing.
After that seemingly unspectacular encounter, during their working hours I respected their need for quiet. But I recently realized how much those years of my mother’s typing for my father affected me.
Now, in my grown-up incarnation, I audibly record all my hypnosis sessions. I do this to have a record so I can go back and refresh my memory on the session if the client returns. I also use those recordings as a personal learning tool, much like an actor scrutinizing his performance through video tapes. And I also have the recordings for the client if they have any questions. The problem with this system is that there are times when listening to audio takes more time than I would prefer. I have to fast forward and rewind to get to sections that provides information I need. It would be so much easier to have them transcribed. Skimming only takes a few moments and the answers would be right there.
Yet, I have never had my sessions transcribed. I remember vividly the hours my mother spent transcribing for my father. It was a full time job. There is no way I could afford such services at this point in my career. It is luxury (and no, my mother refuses to transcribe for me - these are her dessert years, she tells me). Then I looked for software that might transcribe my sessions. Most were not so compatible for the Mac or were extremely expensive (again the luxury idea enters my brain like the glam rock that I head-banged to as a teenager).
Over the past few weeks, I have noticed several blogs talking about the Dragon (no, not the road with umpteen-million curves). I like dragons, faeries, witches, warlocks, and talking trees, so of course, I read several of these posts. It seems there is a new transcription software out there called Dragon Naturally Speaking. At first, I dismissed it - only PC-based, so I thought. Oh, but I was wrong. It is Mac compatible. In this case Dragon Naturally Speaking is a recognition engine (that which recognizes the words) for the product MacSpeech Dictate (that which does the transcription). According to the web site, this product types three-times faster than most humans. So, I gave it a go on with Dragon’s typing speed test! YIKES!!! I will not share with you my accuracy or time (both were extremely humble provoking). The program has a reported 99% accuracy rating with the ability to everyday in every way, get better and better (LOL). The question is how well will it do when transcribing the soft hypnotic mumble of clients who are within a trance?
Okay, and the tech junky in my soul actually is intrigued with the potential to be able to use my computer verbally, rather than using keystrokes or the mouse. Wonder if it would do the motion work for dropping entrecards? Ah, the potential…
So, will I truly follow in my Da’s footstep? Will I eventually have a home office, do dictation, and argue with a sullen teenager. I sort of hope not, except for the dictation part.










