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Question of the Day (March 12, 2012)

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Question of the Day:

Who has the best voice you've ever heard?




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Proudly Paranormal Blog Hop. 


Today is - Dianne Hartsock.


The Proudly Paranormal Blog Hop! A group of Paranormal Authors are coming together to visit each other's blogs, promote their books, give away goodies, and a whole bunch of other goodies!! So stop by and check them out. I'll be doing a post on March 20th and offering a coupon for a FREE download of DARK ILLUSIONS: THE BEGINNING to anyone who comments and leaves their email in the comment, or sends it to me (if you'd like to keep it private) through the Contact Me form. 






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  1. DiaMarch 12, 2012 at 9:26 AM

    For females, I'd probably say Ann Wilson or Sarah Brightman. For males, I'm a little weird, but I'd say Chris Cornell or James Hetfield.

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  2. JennMarch 12, 2012 at 2:07 PM

    I don't think I could ever narrow it down to just one voice. I have so many favorites. Where to begin?

    LOL :)

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  3. UnknownMarch 12, 2012 at 4:43 PM

    There are so many. The first one to pop in my head was the late and great Whitney Houston. She had such a beautiful and powerful voice!

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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