Frankenstein (Condensed Version) by LitBits™ for Tale Teller Club™. Introduction: Frankenstein by Mary Shelley is a gothic novel about the dangers of unchecked ambition and the consequences of playing with nature. The story revolves around Victor Frankenstein, a young scientist, and his creation, a monstrous creature.
Plot Summary:Victor Frankenstein, born into a wealthy family in Geneva, Switzerland, is deeply passionate about science, especially the secrets of life. He attends the University of Ingolstadt, where he becomes obsessed with discovering how to animate lifeless matter. After years of study and experimentation, Victor succeeds in creating life from dead body parts. However, upon seeing the hideous result—a gigantic, grotesque creature—Victor is horrified and flees, abandoning his creation.The creature, left alone, struggles to understand the world. It learns to speak and read by observing a family in the woods but faces constant rejection due to its appearance. Filled with loneliness and rage, the creature vows revenge on Victor for bringing it into a world that despises it.The creature confronts Victor, asking for a companion. Initially, Victor agrees but later destroys the new creation, fearing the consequences of unleashing another monster. Enraged, the creature kills those closest to Victor, including his brother William, best friend Henry, and eventually, Victor’s bride, Elizabeth, on their wedding night.Victor, consumed with guilt and anger, chases the creature across Europe to the Arctic. However, his health deteriorates from the relentless pursuit, and he is found by Captain Walton, who is leading an expedition to the North Pole. Victor recounts his tragic tale to Walton before succumbing to exhaustion and dying.The creature, mourning Victor's death, appears aboard Walton's ship. It expresses regret for the destruction it caused and resolves to end its own life, disappearing into the icy wilderness, never to be seen again.
Themes:Ambition and Hubris: Victor’s overreaching ambition leads to his downfall, as he attempts to defy natural laws by creating life.Isolation: Both Victor and the creature suffer from extreme loneliness, leading them to tragic paths.Consequences of Unchecked Science: Shelley explores the dangers of playing with life and the moral responsibilities that come with scientific discovery.Conclusion: Frankenstein is a cautionary tale about the perils of pursuing knowledge and power without considering the moral and ethical consequences.
Mary Shelley creates mood and emotion throughout Frankenstein using several literary techniques, including vivid descriptions of the natural environment, the use of gothic and dark imagery, the emotional depth of her characters, and contrasting settings. Here’s how she crafts mood and emotion in key ways: Nature and Setting:Shelley frequently uses nature and the setting to reflect the emotional states of the characters. The natural world in Frankenstein is often used symbolically, mirroring Victor's feelings or foreshadowing impending doom. For example:Sublime Landscapes: The novel contains several descriptions of awe-inspiring natural landscapes, such as the Swiss Alps or the Arctic. These grand and untamed environments highlight the smallness of humanity compared to nature and evoke feelings of isolation, wonder, and terror. When Victor is feeling despair, the vastness of the Alps amplifies his feelings of insignificance.Weather as Mood Indicator: Shelley often uses weather to reflect the emotional tone of a scene. Storms and rain frequently accompany moments of tension and fear, such as when Victor first brings the creature to life. The storm outside mirrors his internal turmoil and the birth of something monstrous.Gothic Imagery and Darkness:The novel is steeped in gothic elements that create an eerie, suspenseful atmosphere. This includes the use of darkness, desolate locations, and death:Dark Settings: Shelley sets many of the key moments in dark, isolated, or dangerous environments, such as graveyards, Victor’s lab, or the remote Arctic. These settings evoke a sense of dread and mystery. The creature is often encountered at night or in shadowy places, enhancing the mood of fear.Graveyards and Corpses: The imagery of death—such as Victor robbing graves for body parts and the creature lurking in the shadows—creates a constant mood of decay and terror. These morbid images add to the gothic tone of horror and foreboding.Victor’s Inner Turmoil:Victor Frankenstein’s emotional journey is central to the novel’s emotional depth. Shelley uses his internal monologues and letters to convey his growing despair, guilt, and madness:Victor’s Guilt: As the consequences of his actions unfold, Victor is consumed by guilt and paranoia. His self-recriminations and the torment he feels over the deaths caused by his creature heighten the mood of despair and self-destruction.Isolation and Despair: Victor’s sense of isolation and helplessness grows as the novel progresses. His withdrawal from society, his emotional breakdowns, and his obsessive need for revenge all contribute to a mood of overwhelming sorrow and hopelessness.The Creature’s Emotional Journey:The creature, though monstrous in appearance, is portrayed with deep emotional complexity. Shelley humanizes the creature’s suffering and rage, making the reader feel empathy for him despite his terrifying acts:Loneliness and Rejection: The creature’s profound sense of loneliness and desire for companionship is one of the novel’s most tragic elements. His repeated rejection by society, and even by his creator, creates an emotional atmosphere of sadness and frustration.Rage and Vengeance: As the creature becomes consumed by anger and bitterness, the mood shifts toward one of violence and terror. His transformation from an innocent being to a vengeful one mirrors Victor’s own descent into despair.Contrasting Tones:Shelley also plays with contrasting tones to heighten emotions. Moments of beauty, happiness, or calm are quickly interrupted by tragedy or horror, intensifying the emotional impact. For example:Joy Before Disaster: When Victor marries Elizabeth, there is a brief moment of happiness and hope, but it is quickly shattered by the creature's murder of Elizabeth on their wedding night. The stark contrast between the joy of the wedding and the horror of her death amplifies the emotional devastation.Themes of Responsibility and Consequences:Throughout the novel, the emotional weight of responsibility looms large. Both Victor and the creature suffer deeply because of Victor’s refusal to take responsibility for his actions. The moral consequences of creating life—and abandoning it—drive much of the novel’s emotional intensity.Conclusion:Mary Shelley creates mood and emotion in Frankenstein through her use of nature, gothic imagery, emotional character depth, and a constant interplay between beauty and horror. The novel's tone shifts from wonder and ambition to despair, guilt, and rage, making the reader feel the profound consequences of Victor’s choices and the tragic fate of both creator and creation.
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Jun 22, 2024
Kindle Statistics and How to Self Publish in 2024
Here are some useful statistics related to Kindle Publishing sales:
Self-Published eBook Growth: In 2024, self-published ebook titles grew by 9% year-over-year. Overall, 31% of ebooks sold on Amazon were self-published, highlighting the viability of independent authorship facilitated by Amazon’s Kindle Direct Publishing platform.
Earnings for Self-Published Authors: Self-published writers on Kindle can earn anywhere from around $150 per month on the lower end to more than $20,000 per month on the higher end.
Print Book Sales: Amazon sold 308 million print books in 2024, showing a healthy 2.4% year-over-year growth. This contrasts with major bookstore chains like Barnes & Noble, which saw print sales decline by 1.3%.
Audiobook Market Share: Amazon’s Audible audiobooks subsidiary commands 63.4% of the US audiobook market as of 2022, compared to just 7.2% in 2012. Audiobook revenue topped $1.4 billion, solidifying Amazon’s lead over competitors like Apple and Spotify.
Here are some of the most popular book genres on Amazon Kindle:
These genres attract a wide readership, so if you’re considering publishing in any of these categories, you’re likely to find an engaged audience. Happy writing!
Here are some genre-specific tips for writing in popular Kindle genres:
Literary Fiction: Focus on character development and explore complex emotions.
Use descriptive language to create vivid settings.
Address universal themes or social issues.
Mystery/Thriller/Suspense: Create a compelling plot with unexpected twists.
Develop intriguing characters, including flawed protagonists.
Maintain suspense by revealing information gradually.
Romance: Develop strong chemistry between main characters.
Balance emotional tension with moments of intimacy.
Explore different subgenres (e.g., contemporary, historical, paranormal).
Science Fiction: Build imaginative worlds with consistent rules.
Explore futuristic technology or alternate realities.
Address ethical dilemmas related to science and progress.
Fantasy: Invent magical systems and unique creatures.
Explore epic quests and hero’s journeys.
Ground fantastical elements in relatable emotions.
Horror: Create a sense of dread and fear.
Use atmospheric descriptions to set the tone.
Explore psychological horror and supernatural elements.
Young Adult:Write relatable teenage protagonists.
Address coming-of-age themes and identity.
Balance adventure, romance, and self-discovery.
Literary Fiction: Focus on character development and explore complex emotions.
Use descriptive language to create vivid settings.
Address universal themes or social issues.
Mystery/Thriller/Suspense: Create a compelling plot with unexpected twists.
Develop intriguing characters, including flawed protagonists.
Maintain suspense by revealing information gradually.
Romance: Develop strong chemistry between main characters.
Balance emotional tension with moments of intimacy.
Explore different subgenres (e.g., contemporary, historical, paranormal).
Science Fiction: Build imaginative worlds with consistent rules.
Explore futuristic technology or alternate realities.
Address ethical dilemmas related to science and progress.
Fantasy: Invent magical systems and unique creatures.
Explore epic quests and hero’s journeys.
Ground fantastical elements in relatable emotions.
Horror: Create a sense of dread and fear.
Use atmospheric descriptions to set the tone.
Explore psychological horror and supernatural elements.
Young Adult:Write relatable teenage protagonists.
Address coming-of-age themes and identity.
Balance adventure, romance, and self-discovery.
Here are some common pitfalls to avoid when writing in popular Kindle genres:
Literary Fiction:Overwriting: Avoid excessive description or overly flowery prose. Focus on clarity and purpose.
Lack of Plot: Literary fiction still needs a compelling plot. Don’t sacrifice story for style.
Clichรฉs: Steer clear of overused metaphors or predictable character arcs.
Mystery/Thriller/Suspense:Telegraphing: Don’t give away twists too early. Maintain suspense.
Weak Motivation: Ensure characters’ actions are motivated and logical.
Flat Villains: Develop layered antagonists, not one-dimensional villains.
Romance:Insta-Love: Avoid unrealistic instant romances. Build genuine connections.
Purple Prose: Flowery language can distract from emotional moments.
Lack of Conflict: Conflict drives romance plots. Create obstacles.
Science Fiction:Info Dumps: Don’t overwhelm readers with excessive world-building.
Unrealistic Science: Ground speculative elements in plausible science.
Neglecting Characters: Balance tech with relatable characters.
Fantasy:Tropes: Be aware of genre clichรฉs (chosen ones, magical artifacts).
Inconsistent Magic: Establish clear rules for magic systems.
Overcomplicated Names: Keep character and place names readable.
Horror:Predictability: Surprise readers with fresh scares.
Too Much Gore: Horror isn’t just blood and guts; it’s psychological.
Ignoring Atmosphere: Set the eerie tone through setting and mood.
Young Adult:Adult Voice: Avoid making teens sound too mature.
Stereotypes: Create diverse, authentic characters.
Preachiness: Address themes without being didactic.
Remember, these are guidelines, not strict rules. Adapt them to your unique voice and story!
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Jun 3, 2024
Strata 7, Book of Immersion V1, Jarome and the Scritters, (Trade and Barter)
Welcome to Immersion, you have reached Strata 7
They are exceptional cultural learners and can read situations.
The cultural and socio-political environment in which humans have evolved has led them to acquire the cognitive skills, particularly mathematical, to support a sophisticated disposition along with a capacity for reciprocal cooperation. Humans understand conceptual ideas of property and exchange.
Humans are savvy, humans broker deals.
Outside there was an optimistic sun and the people busied around the market unaware of any of the commotion that had occurred in the bank.
The *POS informed Renyke that he had lost negligible battery power and there was no damage to his mechanical or bionic structures.
The robot-dog and the cat had waited patiently outside the bank and now trotted diligently at their owners' sides.
Maybeline returned to Renyke's pocket for a nap.
'You got my *bits?' asked Queen.
'For nearly getting us killed?' replied Renyke contemplating the difference between, irony, sarcasm and humour. POS began to explain but Renyke shut her out. He really did not want to know at this juncture.
'Listen Mr. whoever you are, there's many a hiccup ahead. You are in the *zones now, you need to get used to the hiccups. '*Sides, I gotta feed my cat. She aint no robot like that mutt.'
The robo-dog gave a little yelp and lowered its head in shame.
Queenie's cat moved closer to Renyke and sniffed the air for any scent of lunch.
Renyke took something from the bag, the smallest nugget he could find, and handed it to Queenie.
'That is very generous of you,' she said, taking the payment and subtly raising an eyebrow with the tiniest of smiles. The payment was excessive and the cat would eat for a month. Renyke was none the wiser.
Then Queenie was gone, running into the crowds as lithe as the cat behind her. A blue feather shimmied to the ground. For some reason Renyke was compelled to pick it up and put it in his pocket where Maybeline wrapped it around herself.
Back on the main street Flex approached smiling and jaunty. Renyke was reassured to see him.
'I need a vehicle Flex, something to get me to where I am going, thirty miles or so,' said Renyke.
'Yes, yes, yes Mr. Leather Man, where you goin' is where I'm goin'. Let's find a veee-hicle. Jerome, he is the car man, he got cars, and bikes and *scoots..... and *copters, and airships so they say.'
'Take me to Jerome,' said Renyke.
Flex took Renyke into a disused concrete building as the robo-dog curled up and waited outside.
There are the echoes of voices, activity and motor engines being revved from another part of the building. There is a smell of fuel and mumbled communications. Somewhere too there is music.
Flex beckoned Renyke to Jerome's office, a ramshackle room filled with books. More books than Renyke had ever seen. Books were no longer used in most homes or schools and the paper shortages after the warmings had meant that they were no longer being produced commercially. Paper had become heavily taxed and there were also problems with *scritters.
Scritters are large crawling insects that had been genetically modified in a laboratory by the Russian military. They were a fusion of a cockroach and a wasp but their wings had become almost defunct in the genetic processing. They could get a few feet above the ground but not for very long.
Back on the main street Flex approached smiling and jaunty. Renyke was reassured to see him.
'I need a vehicle Flex, something to get me to where I am going, thirty miles or so,' said Renyke.
'Yes, yes, yes Mr. Leather Man, where you goin' is where I'm goin'. Let's find a veee-hicle. Jerome, he is the car man, he got cars, and bikes and *scoots..... and *copters, and airships so they say.'
'Take me to Jerome,' said Renyke.
****
There are the echoes of voices, activity and motor engines being revved from another part of the building. There is a smell of fuel and mumbled communications. Somewhere too there is music.
Flex beckoned Renyke to Jerome's office, a ramshackle room filled with books. More books than Renyke had ever seen. Books were no longer used in most homes or schools and the paper shortages after the warmings had meant that they were no longer being produced commercially. Paper had become heavily taxed and there were also problems with *scritters.
Scritters are large crawling insects that had been genetically modified in a laboratory by the Russian military. They were a fusion of a cockroach and a wasp but their wings had become almost defunct in the genetic processing. They could get a few feet above the ground but not for very long.
Scritters were highly protective and thus easily trained. They were perfect soldiers. They looked deformed with big insect heads and metal body parts. At birth scritters are born with a soft back. They seek protection from any material that offers a hard shell. Because of the huge landfill areas all around the world, the rubbish of hundred's of years had provided the perfect materials for protection. Plastics and metals were abundant in the *fills and the *Urchs and Scritters were often seen sifting through the piles of discarded trash looking for treasures.
During the *Russia-China wars scritters had been used to carry tiny incendiary divides on their backs as they were not affected by the nerve gases. They were able to hold their breath for periods of time and some had become amphibious. But after the wars, the *scritters had bred like wildfire, devouring paper and trees and nesting in book spines where the glue offered a perfect cocoon for pupae. Whole libraries had been mutilated by them. They were a scourge on the planet and another reason so many houses were built on stilts in the *Midcast Projects as scritters were terrified of heights.
The more paper they ate, the more they reproduced. Books and paper matter that had not been digitally copied had been devastated and lost forever.
'A car you say?' asked Jerome. 'I got plenty, but the fuel....we got no fuel. We are working on some alternatives, but all prototypes so far. They cut off our fuel and generators after the riots. And the food supplies..... I have been missing gummies, I loved those. Don't suppose you have any?'
Renyke shook his head as Jerome continued....
'Transport is a big problem. You could walk my friend, if you can get through the tunnels. But there are booby traps all around the perimeters here in the zones. You probably wouldn't make it....dead by morning, even before breakfast. And them pigs....they're hungry...'
Renyke checks the POS for details but the pigs and the tunnels but they are unchartered.
'A car you say?' asked Jerome. 'I got plenty, but the fuel....we got no fuel. We are working on some alternatives, but all prototypes so far. They cut off our fuel and generators after the riots. And the food supplies..... I have been missing gummies, I loved those. Don't suppose you have any?'
Renyke shook his head as Jerome continued....
'Transport is a big problem. You could walk my friend, if you can get through the tunnels. But there are booby traps all around the perimeters here in the zones. You probably wouldn't make it....dead by morning, even before breakfast. And them pigs....they're hungry...'
Renyke checks the POS for details but the pigs and the tunnels but they are unchartered.
The POS seemed to be struggling with connection and was operating intermittently.
'I have a hybrid cart,' continued Jerome. 'It runs on solar but only for about 3 hours per full charge if you do under 40km. And if it is a cloudy day, an hour. I can let you take it for 3000 *G-bits. It won't get off the ground without jet fuel but it can drive on flat ground well enough. It holds the road ok, and even if you are a bad driver, it will get you 30 miles in an hour or so. And at that price, well it's a steal my friend.'
'I have a hybrid cart,' continued Jerome. 'It runs on solar but only for about 3 hours per full charge if you do under 40km. And if it is a cloudy day, an hour. I can let you take it for 3000 *G-bits. It won't get off the ground without jet fuel but it can drive on flat ground well enough. It holds the road ok, and even if you are a bad driver, it will get you 30 miles in an hour or so. And at that price, well it's a steal my friend.'
Renyke asks POS how to drive it but it is glitching again.
'Can you drive?' Renyke asked Flex.
Flex laughed... 'Of course I can. But how far we going, might be better to get a horse'.
'Can you drive?' Renyke asked Flex.
Flex laughed... 'Of course I can. But how far we going, might be better to get a horse'.
Renyke couldn't tell if Flex was joking or not but either way, the prospect of travelling on horseback was not something he relished. He was starting to get a sense fatigue after the fight in the bank despite high battery levels.
A scritter crawls across the floor and Jerome stamps on it. A black tar oozes from under his foot.
Jerome sees Renyke might be changing his mind about the deal.
'I will take *TELL, You got some TELL?"
The POS gets a signal......
...TELL: abbreviation of Tellurium, found in copper ore. Used in mobile phones, especially older versions where it was added to other metals improving their strength and hardness and reducing corrosion. Rare due to demise of traditional copper mines.
Renyke, feeling confused about whether to get the vehicle and how much the exchange was worth, asks POS for advice.
I am not programmed to have opinions and am unable to make a useful prediction using probability. I do not have access to data about the vehicle, it has no computerised system. The seller seems to be shield protected and I cannot assess his reliability. But Redact is within easy walking and running distance for a *Mark 2 such as yourself.
Renyke looks at Flex and then at Jerome. A scritter is crawling up his boot and he throws it off with a kick. He feels a rising panic and a thumping in his chest which he does not recognise. Why was it so important that he not make a mistake? Why was he not able to understand the virtue or danger of the exchange?
Finally Renyke said, 'I will run.'
A scritter crawls across the floor and Jerome stamps on it. A black tar oozes from under his foot.
Jerome sees Renyke might be changing his mind about the deal.
'I will take *TELL, You got some TELL?"
The POS gets a signal......
...TELL: abbreviation of Tellurium, found in copper ore. Used in mobile phones, especially older versions where it was added to other metals improving their strength and hardness and reducing corrosion. Rare due to demise of traditional copper mines.
Renyke, feeling confused about whether to get the vehicle and how much the exchange was worth, asks POS for advice.
I am not programmed to have opinions and am unable to make a useful prediction using probability. I do not have access to data about the vehicle, it has no computerised system. The seller seems to be shield protected and I cannot assess his reliability. But Redact is within easy walking and running distance for a *Mark 2 such as yourself.
Renyke looks at Flex and then at Jerome. A scritter is crawling up his boot and he throws it off with a kick. He feels a rising panic and a thumping in his chest which he does not recognise. Why was it so important that he not make a mistake? Why was he not able to understand the virtue or danger of the exchange?
Finally Renyke said, 'I will run.'
Jerome shrugged his shoulders and stamped on another scritter mumbling, 'time waster,' under his breath.
Flex, looking aghast at the prospect of a run, sighed, 'Man, that is not a good idea, *wheelin is safer my friend. It's a good deal!'
Renyke turns to leave the enclosure becoming irritated by the pestering and standing his ground.
Flex mutters in disgust, 'Brightside fucksyfool....'
To be continued
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Feb 23, 2024
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Jan 19, 2024
Strata 12, Immersion V1, Shabra and the Basement People (Emotions)
Welcome to Immersion, you have reached Strata 12
Most humans progress through life along a path created by the society and culture they are part of. Existentialism emphasises individual existences, freedom, and choice. Machines are essentialists, focusing on the inherent nature or essence of things and the belief in fundamental, unchanging truths.
Emotions are vital to help humans learn and make decisions. Feelings are experienced constantly from birth to death. A new born baby is emotionally involved with its mother as soon as it understands she is a valuable source for food and comfort and the emotional attachment is immediate.
Emotions, for humans, are an essential part of being consistent, being part of a social group, and staying safe.
Androids have successfully been programmed with 'visceral-like' responses but these are mimicked, not intrinsic. Androids are trained to respond to their owners fears and happiness as they are unable to understand emotions themselves, for themselves. These models are generally trained to respond to human physical alterations such as odours, sweat, pupil changes, vocal idiosyncrasies etc, and to respond as if they are their own. We could call this 'fake empathy'.
Automatic robotic vehicles do not fear the crash, they simply know that a crash is not desirable in terms of their interactive function, and the ongoing success of the job in hand.
'We should get some *infon on any *preds, Shabra said, thinking hard about the best time of night to get to the *edge, which was renowned for tribal and gang flash points
Renyke asked the POS to translate.
It would seem that Shabra is gathering helpful information to aid our journey
Renyke was uncertain what to do. This feeling was becoming all too familiar and quite at odds with his hitherto programmed assuredness.
'You coming or what?' Shabra asks from outside the car, leading the way to a set of stairs that led down into a noisy basement.
The robodog wagged its tail and sat importantly on the roof of the vehicle looking around and growling.
Shabra knocked on a large door and a camera was activated above them. They were being scanned.
The door opened suddenly and a large man with a long beard frisked them before allowing them entry.
Renyke, not used to any sort of frisking in his past life, was sensing increasing anxiety.
The POS was idle.
'Welcome brother,' the guard said to Flex. 'Are you well?'
'Fine, just fine, my friend,' Flex answered, 'We continue unabated to live another day *vilarev.'
Both men laughed convivially whilst Renyke wondered what had amused them.
They enter a meeting place, some kind of bar. It is thick with smoke, the smell of *nibs, sweat, and the streets.
A woman approaches chanting poetry with her arms outstretched.
'The sun shines bright when you let in the light, welcome my sister of the night.' There is more convivial laughter.
She embraces Shabra and they exchange warm greetings. Excited to make new acquaintances the woman beckons the group to sit at a table.
'Ah, come, come my friends. I have a perfect place for you to sit and please, be my guests at the bar.
The woman beckons a member of staff 'Let's have liquor.' she says, 'bring my best for my new friends.'
Renyke asks the POS for details about the venue, the location and the owner but it makes little sense..
They enter a meeting place, some kind of bar. It is thick with smoke, the smell of *nibs, sweat, and the streets.
A woman approaches chanting poetry with her arms outstretched.
'The sun shines bright when you let in the light, welcome my sister of the night.' There is more convivial laughter.
She embraces Shabra and they exchange warm greetings. Excited to make new acquaintances the woman beckons the group to sit at a table.
'Ah, come, come my friends. I have a perfect place for you to sit and please, be my guests at the bar.
The woman beckons a member of staff 'Let's have liquor.' she says, 'bring my best for my new friends.'
Renyke asks the POS for details about the venue, the location and the owner but it makes little sense..
.......data unavailable..... scrambled information
'How come these places aren't mapped?' Renyke asked Shabra.
'Mr Renyke, you ask too many questions. 'Hiding is surviving.'
'Yes,' interjected Flex, 'and we move, we move often. The key to freedom is movement.
Nothing is permanent. Only your lungs and your heart. Only your breath and when that's not permanent, you're dead and you're ready for the *metamorph.
'And we know not where that will take us for certain.'
Renyke checks the POS which is active again.
.....Urchs believe in various spiritual concepts but nothing is written down. Oral traditions and faith seem to be passed from parents to children.
They believe in the existence of dissatisfied or pained ghost like entities from the future.
Urchs believe that death is not the end, merely a manifest alteration referred to as the third life. This third life is fiercely protected with love because hate manifested in individuals will be carried to the next life.
They also believe that hate is so powerful that they it can control what the unborn will do in the future. Hate becomes a circular energy that rotates between past present and future, forging an eternal and devastating cycle of ruin across several dimensions of existence. The dead are responsible for the living, the living are responsible for the future born. To follow this mantra of enlightenment and love is the only certain way to ensure human success.
.....Urchs also believe that taking drugs or mind altering ingested compounds will help them understand what is '*real real' and that the stresses of daily existence mask these realities and render them misunderstood. Urchs believe that getting high enables them a greater understanding of reality and even an ability to meet the entities or ghosts of the future and to realise their path to enlightenment.
'We shouldn't stay here too long, and you shouldn't get high,' said Renyke, looking at Shabra who is drinking the free liquor.
'You are so uptight Mr Renyke.' Shabra winks.
There is a brief conversation between a man and Shabra that Renyke cannot understand.
The POS has lost signal so Renyke turns to Flex.
'What is this dialect?' he asks.
'Ah, that is *zonespeak, with some colour changes for the Urchs. We have our own code see.'
Shabra rises, 'Let's Go! I think there is some trouble around tonight.'
*****
Outside a small urch child sits on the bonnet of the car.
'Can I come too?' the child asks excitedly.
'No man, This is grown-up stuff. Come see me tomorrow, now *fucksyoff.'
The child jumps off the bonnet, hugs Flex, and runs away
Various people try to offer them drugs. Another offers a selection of weapons.
Finally they are all in the car and they drive to the underpass through a thinning crowd. The child appears again on the bonnet, facing forwards and singing with a fist raised.
'No sweat,' says Flex, 'we will get him off the other side. He does no harm, annoying is all.'
Suddenly there is an almighty bang and the child on the bonnet is shot. Its guts are all over the windscreen, blood drips down the glass and the crowd scarpers.
Everyone on the street is screaming.
The POS engages
.....99% likelihood of robbery, ambush, death alert!
There is a man in front of the car pointing an AK47 at Shabra's head.
'No sweat,' says Flex, 'we will get him off the other side. He does no harm, annoying is all.'
Suddenly there is an almighty bang and the child on the bonnet is shot. Its guts are all over the windscreen, blood drips down the glass and the crowd scarpers.
Everyone on the street is screaming.
The POS engages
.....99% likelihood of robbery, ambush, death alert!
There is a man in front of the car pointing an AK47 at Shabra's head.
Two other men flank the vehicle and bang rhythmically on the windows.
'Bastardos gang aint getting my *vicular.', shouts Shabra.
to be continued
'Bastardos gang aint getting my *vicular.', shouts Shabra.
to be continued
©2024 Sarnia de la Marรฉ FRSA
Links to episodes of Immersion written and illustrated by Sarnia de la Marรฉ FRSA, published by Tale Teller Club are below with new episodes uploaded each week
The Tale Teller Club Official Podcast is called the iServalan Show and is available on iTunes, Spotify etc.What is the Tale Teller Club? Band, Orchestra, Filmmaker, Podcaster, Set Designer, Author, Lyricist and Musician in no particular orderThe Tale Teller Club is a captivating platform that weaves together art, literature, and music. Founded by British author, artist, and composer Sarnia de la Marรฉ (also known as iServalan), it offers a multisensory experience for the cerebral cortex. Here are some features of the club:
- iServalan Show: A podcast covering topics like AI, culture, and music.
- Tale Teller Club Academy of Arts: An online learning platform teaching skills such as drawing, dancing, and playing instruments.
- Tale Teller Club Publishing: Produces and distributes audiobooks, ebooks, and short plays.
- Tale Teller Club Inked: A show spotlighting tattoo designs and techniques.
- Music Therapy: Based on the theory of Rife Healing Vibrations, exploring resonance therapies.
You can explore their enchanting world on their YouTube channel and Twitter. ๐๐จ๐๐ถ12
Animation Films by Tale Teller Club for the Book of Immersion Series are available on YouTube
Links to episodes of Immersion written and illustrated by Sarnia de la Marรฉ FRSA, published by Tale Teller Club are below
Links to episodes of Immersion written and illustrated by Sarnia de la Marรฉ FRSA, published by Tale Teller Club are below with new episodes uploaded each week
The Tale Teller Club Official Podcast is called the iServalan Show and is available on iTunes, Spotify etc.
What is the Tale Teller Club? Band, Orchestra, Filmmaker, Podcaster, Set Designer, Author, Lyricist and Musician in no particular order
The Tale Teller Club is a captivating platform that weaves together art, literature, and music. Founded by British author, artist, and composer Sarnia de la Marรฉ (also known as iServalan), it offers a multisensory experience for the cerebral cortex. Here are some features of the club:
- iServalan Show: A podcast covering topics like AI, culture, and music.
- Tale Teller Club Academy of Arts: An online learning platform teaching skills such as drawing, dancing, and playing instruments.
- Tale Teller Club Publishing: Produces and distributes audiobooks, ebooks, and short plays.
- Tale Teller Club Inked: A show spotlighting tattoo designs and techniques.
- Music Therapy: Based on the theory of Rife Healing Vibrations, exploring resonance therapies.
You can explore their enchanting world on their YouTube channel and Twitter. ๐๐จ๐๐ถ12
Animation Films by Tale Teller Club for the Book of Immersion Series are available on YouTube
Links to episodes of Immersion written and illustrated by Sarnia de la Marรฉ FRSA, published by Tale Teller Club are below
Dec 19, 2023
Strata 10, Book of Immersion V1, Dinfant Trouble (Synthetic Love)
Strata 10
Book of Immersion V1
Dinfant Trouble
(Synthetic Love)
We are the abandoned The Book of Immersion is published weekly on the Tale Teller Club website.
www.taletellerclub.com
Each episode features CDM music by the band Tale Teller Club and illustrations by iServalan Homotech 23.
Welcome to our world.
We are the abandoned
The ones who roam
Never still,
we search for home
We are the orphans of the night
We fly the high roads
and duck the low
Through floods and fire
We cry the songs
of the gypsy choir
Welcome to Immersion
You Have Reached Strata 10
Social norms and culture cannot be underestimated in a world that accepts robots as real and lovable synthetic creatures. Humans do not experience love in the absence of culture and society. In a world where perfect companions are easily manufactured, humans have been seduced by the machine, a synthetic digitized force that enabled the switch from 'otherness' to 'sameness'. In this space, love is seen to flourish. The creators of androids can synthesize the alterity of the robot which seems to make its own decisions to commit, to love back, and to appear to do so willingly.
Dinfants are androids who look like babies and children under five. They were made by a single manufacturer who patented them in the early 22nd century.
However, it was found that the early Dinfants (Mark 1s) would not stop learning, and legislation was introduced to secure their removal from circulation and safe destruction. Despite the best authoritarian efforts, at least two thousand early manufactured Dinfants remain unaccounted for.
Many humans in the Midcast Projects were lonely and suffered from various forms of infertility. They wanted baby or child droids, especially the Dinfants, who were exact copies of real children designed with variations and specifics to order. These androids were children who never grew up. They stopped learning when they were as knowledgeable as the average human of a similar age.
Dinfants, like adult droids, were easy enough to replace or upgrade but some parents had needed counselling for Infant-Loss Depression or DLD.
DLD was a rising concern due to its increased prevalence and its effect on the workforce. It was found that humans could easily fall in love with the outer casings of the dinfants as well as the constructed personalities. Something almost unheard of three generations prior.
However, the outer coverings did not last very long, especially if there was an active physical relationship. Ten years of feeding and playing would take its toll on the fabric of the Dinfants. If the parents could not afford repairs, they would soon begin to look worn and dishevelled.
Of course, this also applied to adult droids who would usually be upgraded regularly. Droid manufacturers usually offered ongoing upgrades as part of a rental or lease scheme.
But some humans fell in love with their droids and had blessing ceremonies. It was not legal to marry a droid because of the financial implications following the death of a human. Legally, droids had similar rights to human children. It was illegal to inflict violence on a droid in public. This was to protect children who may be susceptible to influence. Of course, what goes on behind closed doors was a private affair, provided human children were not presenting behavioural issues that may be connected to patterns of abuse towards androids.
Some antique droids lasted the test of time but legislation had been brought in to avoid the hoarding of defunct androids as they posed a threat to contemporary society, for various reasons. There were issues with battery seepage for a start, and then problems of unsupervised regeneration which was a serious crime in the Midcast projects.
The government gave upgrade vouchers for defunct or redundant droids and supervised destruction at centralized city plants.
'Get that freakin thing outta here will you!'
A man screams to no one in particular.
The house is a standard build from the early Midcast Zone villages. Clean, white, and filled with contemporary fittings and technologies.
A child enters the room.
‘Mommy! Kairo is following me around.....it's really annoying. And Daddy said we should throw it away. Let's get a new one Mommy, please. My friend has one like a twin sister. One with the hair that grows back so she can cut it and play hairdresser.'
The woman sighs.....'I suppose we don't need it any more now you have real friends. I thought you wanted a ponybot, even better than a sister, don't you think?'
The woman strokes her child's cheek and remembers how lost she had been when they first told her it was unlikely she and her blessed would produce a human offspring.
The Mark 1, a Dinfant, made by the Metacoms Corporation, was a perfect substitute and she had been able to focus love and attention on it. It was a copy of a four-year-old and she had ordered a blue-eyed blond version like her blessed. It was such a good copy that most people were unaware that it was not a human child.
But the software was no longer being updated and the learning algorithm meant it had become too complicated for a convincing child substitute.
Also, the Dinfants, by design and default programming, craved love and attention and the Mark 1s constant neediness was an irritant to busy parents. The Dinfants would constantly ask for cuddles and reassurance that their owners wanted and adored them.
The Mark 1 enters the room.
'Mommy, do you love me? Shall we have a little cuddle? Can you fit me in? Mommy, please, Kairo has a lovely snuggle for you Mommy. Mommy
'Shut up,' screams the woman as the father enters the room and kicks Kairo hard.
The Dinfant lies on the floor crying loudly with a broken arm.
'Please Mommy and Daddy Please, Kairo needs cuddles, please Mommy and Daddy...please, love for Kairo, please......'
The little girl holds her hands to her ears, shouting, 'It's so annoying!'
The man picks Kairo up and turns his power switch off.
'Let's get rid of it. Put it in the garage. I will sort out a collection for it tomorrow,' said the woman.
The man takes the Dinfant outside but decides to put it in a liner and into the communal waste shoot. The shoot serves 100s of dwellings, no one will trace it back to them and he can say it was stolen from the garage. He is concerned about the breakage as it will affect the insurance. It is better to make a theft claim than to have Metacom say he had damaged it on purpose
A man tinkers in a workshop. He is observing the collection of children and babies that are hung on the walls as he cradles a new package, as yet unopened.
'Well my little lovelies, one of you must go. I have a brand new friend who is going to join us for fun and games. Her name is Mary.'
The man, wide-eyed and excited, unwraps the new child droid.
'Well, ain't you the prettiest lil girl I ever saw?' he says touching her skin.
'And don't that feel just so real'.
The Droid replies, 'Hello Daddy. I'm such a daddy's girl,' she chuckles.
The man looks around the room.
He picks up a toddler droid, a Mark 1 copy of an eighteen-month-old baby boy.
'Well Daniel, I guess I am all done with you. You are a bit small after all.'
The man opens the back of the droid's head and takes out the battery pack.
'But daddy......
He places the incapacitated droid in a bag and under darkness deposits it into a waste unit in the public park.
There is a black cloud above and rain falls on a large mountain of waste.
Another load is released from the grabber and two droids land together in an accidental embrace.
The larger droid, a Mark 1 Dinfant, is activated during the fall. It has a broken arm that swings beside it.
'Are you alive? it asks the smaller droid?
There is no reply.
The larger droid opens the baby's head and observes the interior structure. It lays the baby down gently, 'Wait here, I will be right back.'
The droid returns with some battery packs from old mobile phones and some old drill bits, tools, motors, and other paraphernalia from around the tipping area.
The rain is getting heavier as the night falls.
Under the convenient shelter of an open car boot the larger droid gets the baby working and fashions a new arm with a metal drill for a hand. It also has a motorised catapult for the top of its head which rotates and fires nails at great speed.
'My name is Kairo,' says the larger droid.
'I am Daniel' says the baby boy droid.
The children cuddle each other.
'I love you Kairo'
'I love you, Daniel'
'We are in a very dangerous place,' says Kairo. When dark deepens we must find safe haven. Soon we will need a home to call our own. But I have learned that humans are not to be trusted.'
They hear a sound in the distance, a child is crying.
In the car, with the shrieking now at a deafening level through the windows, Shabra decided to ignore Renyke's appeal to stop. She let go of the clutch. The vehicle leaped forward towards the street beyond the enclosure.
Maybeline was holding on to the rim of the car door.
The Dinfants on the top of the vehicle fell off shrieking and scrambling around.
One of the Dinfants ran headlong towards the fast travelling car and clicked its fingers. It erected some kind of screen that is almost invisible. Although it was not a solid barrier, more like a gluey substance, it immobilized the vehicle. The wheels were still turning as the engine fought against the force. Flex shouted,
'Damn, they got epoxy-wall, we are doomed, farewell brethren.'
Renyke opened the window just enough to let Maybeline in who moved sluggishly through the almost invisible slurry-like jelly, and squeezed herself through the gap.
Some of the organic form seeped in with her but it drew itself back outside as Renyke closed the window again.
'OK, so you got your rat Mr. Renyke,' said Shabra, 'but we aint lasting long-time with this air in here and that epoxy-wall won't help us at all. I made this car airtight cos of the bad-gas but this stuff is blocking my air-con vents.’
Shabra turned the engine off.
The POS is out of range for help.
The Dinfants sit it out becoming unnervingly quiet.
'So what, now, will they sit and watch us die?' Asks Renyke.
'They want my wheels,' answers Shabra.
'This epoxy-wall, nice stuff if it's on your side. Shall we break some off? Might come in handy,' says Flex.
Shabra and Renyke tut in unison.
Suddenly, Maybeline throws herself at the horn. For the brief moment that it sounds, there is an immediate reaction from all the Dinfants who jump and cry whilst flailing their limbs about.
Shabra gasps, 'Ratty, you are welcome in the Shabra carriage! They hate the horn. Must be them there low decibels I used. Hold on tight people of the night!'
Shabra tells Renyke to engage the horn which explodes audibly out of Shabra's surround sound external speakers as the jelly recedes. The Dinfants are freaking out and running away dragging the epoxy-wall behind them.
Shabra, laughing, started the engine slowly. She followed the retreating Dinfants gradually gaining speed out of the enclosure.
Flex was jumping around on the back seats screaming with delight. Renyke felt the thumping sensation in his chest subside and breathed a sigh of relief.
to be continued
©2023 Sarnia de la Marรฉ
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