And now, the conclusion to Harvest: In New Earth.
Had a bit of a talk with myself, as I sometimes do, pacing between writing. Slow and steady wins the race. And I thought: Perhaps it’s time I start getting paid for my daily efforts.
I let the feeling slowly trickle in.
Went to this blog, (this beautiful offering) and saw the first words advertised: Free typewritten pages. On the daily, something like that. I offered myself a buffer of —I AM LOVE, I AM— and what came from it, was an assessment of what I have accomplished since starting Immortal Type. I came in scanning book #19 for the year on June 26th, and Harvest is number 27. That’s eight books since the day Immortal Type launched. Eight books in seven weeks.
Small books are still books. Perhaps you have read them—is there anything missing? Did one leave you feeling like it wasn’t moving along enough to get immersed? These books average around 50,000 words by estimate. Give or take. They move rapidly like a movie script. Don’t want to get caught up on the words. I’m like you. I have to freaking go back to read them but at first it doesn’t read right, and the mind sharpens, and pays attention to new things. It makes more sense. A single word moved out of place would have made it all wrong. And sometimes it is just plain wrong and there’s no arguing it. Sometimes words are spelled plain wrong. That’s the point. This is the reading that you have been missing, as it gets your mind to work harder than usual to get around all the obstacles, as a result of the typewriting process, and the scanned pages. It’s all here for us to grow together, I assure you. Writing like this has never been shared with the world before because it is too close to its inception, and the technology was never mixed in such a way. Besides, an editor would never allow it. I am the editor. I allow it. I make my pages clean as I can so that I would enjoy it as a final product, and I am getting better at this every day I write.
So as far as production goes, take 50k words times 8 books that’s 400,000 words or 200,000 words a month produced. It’s a low estimate. That’s also not counting the blogs. Or the audiobook narrations.
Eight books. That means Harvest to me. Yes, the feeling has finally sunk in. Thy must receive the fruit of thy labor, (even if it is just beer money or tips for the garbage collectors) I must reap what I sow. For the proper cycle of things to continue in the direction which I imagine, which is deep, bountiful, and plenty. Enough to make the world happy. Like in the 80s. At least that’s how it was for me. I know the 80s weren’t for everyone. For me, they were blissful times. That’s where the focus has got to be before love cures all.
And as far as this Immortal Type gig goes: I never really wanted it. Saw a few mentions in the classifieds and apparently no one else wanted this rotten job with rotten hours, and no one ever told me that the first eight books would be tithed for free. And after all those hurdles were negotiated, finally there would be a payoff. No wonder why no one else even bothered. It’s a fucking scam, right? Should be removed from the classifieds immediately. No one would ever in their right mind write eight books, without a day off, for two-month’s straight, just to get a job that promises nothing at all other than Divine Harvest and Total Wish Fulfillment. Doesn’t make sense at all.
Here’s what I do know: This science fiction is original. It’s gripping. It’s all one-take, and it’s in your hands the same day it was written. It’s unedited and intimate. And occasionally narrated. It confronts current issues in an approachable way through fiction and offers the solution to all said issues through LOVE. It is accomplished fast and from the heart and that is the only way to make this possible. Such service is deserving of monetary exchange for the service it provides. I need no explanation from anyone but the Creator to understand this now.
So with the ending to Harvest: In New Earth, these are the last pages that shall be offered for free. And may you enjoy this bountiful harvest, as books have a tendency to keep on giving. For students, there is enough literature since June 26th to give you a decent education in writing, and more importantly: how to take responsibility for everything in your life, and sustain this practice, to live a wish-fulfilled life. This is a good thing. I just saved you a lot of painful years of paying off student loans if you aren’t already on your way.
The exchange from now on shall be $7 a month. Or $70 a year. 7s in return for providing eight spontaneously-written science fiction novels, and I assure all future subscribers that there shall be many more novels. I’ve kept my word, since the beginning. Haven’t missed a day. Passed my employer’s probationary period and now I’m ready to receive. Ask yourself how you would wish for me to feel for what you have received. —I AM LOVE, I AM—
For subscribers, this is a chance to be part of a private writer’s workshop where WE as co-creators crank out new episodes, every single day. As loving human beings. Beings who believe in the idea of exchange meaning an exchange of light with your mirror. Your reading keeps this going. Your silence keeps this going. There is buzz in the air because of it. No one will dare say a thing, but there’s reading. That is good. Reading is the pulse we need.
All the same, I’m going to keep writing. I hope you continue on the train with me.
Tell your friends, because the next book has already begun, and it’s subscribers only. That post will be going up shortly.