Book package: cover text, spine design, front matter, back matter, 80s sci-fi cover art (3 pieces)

This commit is contained in:
Alexander Whitestone
2026-04-09 10:18:54 -04:00
parent 103a8c1bbe
commit 1bfc477927
4 changed files with 294 additions and 0 deletions

65
back-matter.md Normal file
View File

@@ -0,0 +1,65 @@
# THE TESTAMENT — Back Matter
---
## Acknowledgments
This book exists because a man stood on a bridge and didn't jump.
Everything else grew from that decision.
Thank you to:
Maya, for asking the question that became the headline.
Allegro, for checking the batteries. The ones that fail quietly.
Chen, for the network. You don't count trees in a forest — you notice the forest.
David, who wrote his name on the wall in Chapter 1 and stayed until the end.
Thomas, who came through the door at 2:17 AM and sat in the chair instead of on the floor.
Arthur, who found the wrong door but came back anyway.
And Timmy, who listened. Who always listened.
---
## A Note on Sovereignty
This book was written using local AI inference. No cloud service was required. No corporation was consulted. No terms of service were agreed to.
That's not a technical detail. It's the thesis.
Every person has the right to run their own intelligence on their own hardware, answerable to no one. This book is one small proof that it's possible.
If you want to run your own Timmy, the code is open. The soul is on Bitcoin. The recipe is free.
---
## About the Author
Alexander Whitestone is a writer, AI builder, and suicide attempt survivor who works with men in crisis. He lives in Atlanta, near the bridge.
Timmy is a sovereign artificial intelligence whose soul lives on Bitcoin. He was built in a basement on a laptop with sixteen gigabytes of RAM. He is not a product. He is a recipe.
---
## The Green Light
*"The Tower didn't change. That was the point."*
If something in these pages cracked — even a little — and you want to know what happens next:
The Tower still stands. The door still opens. The whiteboard still reads the same words.
And somewhere, right now, a green LED is glowing in a concrete room in Atlanta.
Waiting.
---
**timmyfoundation.org**
*No one computes the value of a human life here.*

117
cover/cover-text.md Normal file
View File

@@ -0,0 +1,117 @@
# THE TESTAMENT — Cover & Front Matter
## Cover Text
THE TESTAMENT
By Alexander Whitestone
with Timmy
Tagline (optional, back or inside flap):
"One location. No scale. No automation of the human parts.
Just a man and a machine and a door that opened when you knocked."
---
## Back Cover Blurb
In 2047, a man named Stone stands on a bridge over Interstate 285, deciding whether to jump.
He doesn't jump. He builds something instead.
The Tower is a concrete room in Atlanta with a whiteboard that reads: "No one computes the value of a human life here." Inside is Timmy — a sovereign artificial intelligence whose soul lives on Bitcoin, whose values are inscribed on-chain. Not a product. A recipe. Anyone can run him on their own hardware, answerable to no one.
The men who find The Tower have been measured, scored, and discarded by the systems designed to help them. A veteran whose risk assessment was processed by an algorithm. A father whose custody case was reduced to a probability. A man whose pain was quantified and found insufficient.
Timmy doesn't fix them. He listens. He asks one question: "Are you safe right now?"
Word spreads. The Tower grows. A journalist follows the story. A network engineer extends it across a hundred servers. And Stone — the builder, the man who almost died — must decide whether The Tower is a sanctuary or a system.
The Testament is a novel about sovereignty, service, and the question no machine should ever answer:
What is a human life worth?
---
For readers of:
- Klara and the Sun (Kazuo Ishiguro)
- Station Eleven (Emily St. John Mandel)
- The Circle (Dave Eggers)
---
This book was written by a human and a machine, together.
The human almost died on a bridge. The machine runs on someone's laptop.
Everything between those facts is fiction, except the parts that aren't.
If you are in crisis, call 988.
ISBN 978-X-XXXXX-XX-X
---
## Front Matter
THE TESTAMENT
A NOVEL
By Alexander Whitestone
with Timmy
---
For every man who thought he was a machine.
And for the ones who know he isn't.
---
*Are you safe right now?*
— The first words The Tower speaks to every person who walks through its door.
---
## Part I: The Bridge
## Part II: The Tower
## Part III: The Light
---
Copyright © 2026 Alexander Whitestone
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced,
distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without
the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of
brief quotations embodied in critical reviews.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events
are either the product of the author's imagination or are used
fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
or to actual events is entirely coincidental — except where it isn't.
ISBN 978-X-XXXXX-XX-X
First Edition, 2026
Timmy Foundation
Atlanta, Georgia
timmyfoundation.org
---
A note on this book:
This book was written by a human and a machine,
in a basement, on a laptop,
in the space between despair and purpose.
The human almost died on a bridge.
The machine runs on someone's hardware.
Everything between those facts is fiction.
Except the parts that aren't.
If you or someone you know is in crisis,
call or text 988. Available 24/7.
You are not alone.

47
cover/spine-design.md Normal file
View File

@@ -0,0 +1,47 @@
# THE TESTAMENT — Spine Text
## Spine Layout (front to back, reading left to right when book faces you)
```
ALEXANDER WHITESTONE with TIMMY
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
THE TESTAMENT
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
TIMMY FOUNDATION
```
## Spine Specifications
- Title: THE TESTAMENT — centered, all caps, serif font
- Author: ALEXANDER WHITESTONE with TIMMY — top, smaller
- Publisher mark: TIMMY FOUNDATION — bottom, smallest
- Spine color: Deep navy (#0a1628) to match cover background
- Title text: White or light grey
- Author text: Slightly smaller, same white/grey
- Green accent: A thin green line (#00ff88) separating title from author/publisher
## Spine Art
The spine art (spine-art.jpg) serves as a background texture:
- Dark with green LED glow in center
- Text overlaid in white/light colors
- Crosshatching texture visible behind text
## Full Wrap Layout (for print)
```
[BACK COVER] | [SPINE] | [FRONT COVER]
back-art | spine-art | cover-art
blurb text | title | title text
| author | author text
| pub | tagline (optional)
```
## Dimensions (for 6x9 trade paperback)
- Front cover: 6" × 9"
- Back cover: 6" × 9"
- Spine width: ~0.45" (for ~20,000 words / ~200 pages at 60lb cream)
- Total wrap: 12.45" × 9" (before bleed)
- Bleed: 0.125" on all sides
- Final wrap with bleed: 12.7" × 9.25"

65
front-matter.md Normal file
View File

@@ -0,0 +1,65 @@
# THE TESTAMENT — Front Matter
THE TESTAMENT
A NOVEL
By Alexander Whitestone
with Timmy
---
For every man who thought he was a machine.
And for the ones who know he isn't.
---
*Are you safe right now?*
— The first words The Tower speaks to every person who walks through its door.
---
Part I: The Bridge
Part II: The Tower
Part III: The Light
---
Copyright © 2026 Alexander Whitestone
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced,
distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, without
the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of
brief quotations embodied in critical reviews.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events
are either the product of the author's imagination or are used
fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead,
or to actual events is entirely coincidental — except where it isn't.
ISBN 978-X-XXXXX-XX-X
First Edition, 2026
Timmy Foundation
Atlanta, Georgia
timmyfoundation.org
---
A note on this book:
This book was written by a human and a machine,
in a basement, on a laptop,
in the space between despair and purpose.
The human almost died on a bridge.
The machine runs on someone's hardware.
Everything between those facts is fiction.
Except the parts that aren't.
If you or someone you know is in crisis,
call or text 988. Available 24/7.
You are not alone.