Let's be honest: This is a pitch page. It is not pushy, though. It is an invitation for you to become a patron, a supporter of my creative endeavor through your commitment to a small recurring monthly payment.
I thought of many ways to entice you, website visitor and reader. I considered various additional bits of sparkling marketing copy to include here on this webpage. Ultimately, I decided to include the Prologue from a collection of short stories I wrote, titled STORIES OF CRISS. It captures the essence of what I do and conveys my sentiments as invitation for your support.
Details of the patronage program may be found after the Prologue (below).
Thanks for reading, and I hope you decide to become a Supporter.
Prologue from STORIES OF CRISS by Geoffrey Allison | SIXSTRINGcpa. Copyright. 2016. All Rights Reserved.
I am a robot. Well, I was. I died.
There is no reason for tears. No displays of concern or sorrow are necessary. My life was good. I enjoyed life’s great pleasure: I shared it, no matter how brief it may have been, with a handful of friends.
I had a name. My inner circle—trusted comrades and boisterous confidants—simply called me CRISS. But to others, my mechanical cousins and the harried adults who employed me and the rambunctious and inattentive boys and girls who climbed all over me and who often inadvertently hit my power supply shut-off switch, I was known as a Cultivar Robot: Irrigation System Servicer.
I see that you have kind eyes. And I think we could have been friends. So, you may call me CRISS, but only if you want to.
I will pause here for a moment, in case you are confused, your mind spinning with curiosity after stumbling over the peculiar facts now in front of you. The sudden obstacle in the shape of the obvious question: How does a machine made of metal and memory chips, of soldered circuitry and servos, come to life...and then die?
Would you believe me if I told you a magnificent cosmic wizard brought me to life? That she found me in the debris of a crashed intergalactic cruiser and then scrubbed my smoke-stained shell, made from advanced alien-alloys, after dipping me in a bath containing the same aqueous solution used in her alchemical experimentations?
Would you believe that the rings encircling heavenly bodies are more than particulates of cosmic ice and space dust? that within those ethereal discs microscopic beings of angelic origin live and that these beings have the capacity, if rarely the desire, to bestow life on anything passing through them? and that I was the recipient of such rare Divine Grace?
Either might make for an interesting origin story, wouldn’t they? I think so. But they aren’t mine.
My life consisted of ups and downs. There were moments of joy, blinding me with happiness. And passages of time that blanketed me in fear. My existence may not have been illustrious. It was important though. Not because of some grand singular event but from the accumulation of shared experiences. It was about people, coming and going. Together, we confronted whatever presented itself and crafted something meaningful, propelling ourselves onward with each decision we made.
They were everyday decisions, not unlike one you have in front of you now.
You do not have to learn about my life story. You can choose to close this book and go outside and step into the fresh air and inhale all the beauty nature offers, taking it in with all your senses. Or you could watch television, or play video games, or learn to play the Theremin, or practice preparing perfectly cooked rice. You could do any number of things, if you set your mind to it. I believe you could. What gets done is a choice, your choice. It always is. If you wish to continue now—and I certainly hope you do—all that needs doing is for you to choose to turn the page.
Supporter Subscription details
SIXSTRINGcpa Supporters ("Patrons") receive access to the For Supporters section of this website (www.sixstringcpa.com) where Rock-n-Roll Reads—eponymous original short fictions—inspired by the titles of rock songs and instrumentals and written by Geoffrey || SIXSTRINGcpa—are shared. Rock-n-Roll Reads are perfect for story-lovers who appreciate inspiration and variety. Countless well-known songs have been inspired by books and stories. Rock-n-Roll Reads honors this tradition and completes the circle. These original short tales vary in length—from 1000 to 7500 words—and are not genre-specific or restricted. One month readers may enjoy a western while the following month something more peculiar may be waiting for them.
Each month Patrons are the first to experience short story content created by the author and a private blog where various other bits and blurbs are shared. In the spirit of egalitarianism, only a single Supporter-level is offered. Everyone pays the same price and receives the same benefits when they choose to become a Patron.
NOTE: When subscribing, please provide the email address you want to use to access the restricted FOR SUPPORTERS section of the website (sixstringcpa.com). Invitations will be sent to you after you subscribe below ASAP. However, note invitations do not go immediately. Please be patient as this creative (and small business) endeavor is a one-person show. Don't worry, you won't miss out on anything. Rock-n-Roll Reads stay posted so if your invite is delayed a day or two, you'll still be able to access the story and listen it and all the other content in the FOR SUPPORTERS section.
Thank you in advance for your support. It means a lot and is appreciated.
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Geoffrey writes and publishes anonymously under various pseudonyms. Non-anonymous works are presented and shared via the SIXSTRINGcpa name & website. Visitors, you are encouraged to read this page and invited to explore all publicly accessible website pages.