From 9fce418b46c9f0894f429384ef9e3dabaeffbeb4 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 16:36:17 -0700
Subject: Change file hierarchy and rewrite makefile

- File hierarchy is now as follows:
    - /
        - appendix/  < appendix source files
        - backlinks/ < backlink sources & builds
        - hapax/     < *.hapax source files
        - scripts/   < scripts, like *.js, *.hs, etc.
        - templates/ < templates for outputs
        - text/      < source files
        - trunk/     < assets, like css, images, heads, etc.
        - index.html
        - *.html
        - Makefile
---
 feedingtheraven.txt | 48 ------------------------------------------------
 1 file changed, 48 deletions(-)
 delete mode 100644 feedingtheraven.txt

(limited to 'feedingtheraven.txt')

diff --git a/feedingtheraven.txt b/feedingtheraven.txt
deleted file mode 100644
index bded466..0000000
--- a/feedingtheraven.txt
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,48 +0,0 @@
----
-title: Feeding the raven
-genre: prose
-
-id: feedingtheraven
-toc: "Feeding the raven"
-
-project:
-    title: Elegies for alternate selves
-    class: elegies
-    order: 11
-    prev:
-    - title: The angel to Abraham
-      link: angeltoabraham
-    next:
-    - title: On formal poetry
-      link: onformalpoetry
-...
-
-You never can tell just when Charlie Sheen will enter your life.
-For me, it was last Thursday.
-I was reading some translation of a Japanese translation of "The Raven" in which the Poe and the raven become friends.
-At one point the raven gets very sick and Poe feeds him at his bedside and nurses him back to health.
-The story was very heartwarming and sad at the same time and my tears were welling up when suddenly I heard a knock on my door.
-
-I shuffled over, sniffling but managing to keep my cheeks dry to open it.
-Of course Charlie was beaming on the other side, with a bag of flowers and a grin like a [dog][]'s.
-He bounded in the room without saying hello and threw the flowers in the sink, opened the refrigerator and started poking around.
-I said "It's nice to see you too" and went to my room to get a camera, as well as a notebook for him to sign.
-
-When I came back he was on the floor, hunched and groaning.
-I looked on the table to see a month-old half-gallon of milk---now cottage cheese---half-empty and dripping.
-The remnants were on his mouth, and at once I saw my chance to become Poe in this [translation of a translation][] of a translation.
-I knelt next to Charlie, cradled his head in my lap.
-He looked up at me with a stare full of terror.
-I returned it levelly, making cooing noises at him until he calmed down.
-
-When he was calm he excused himself to be sick on my toilet.
-He wouldn't let me follow but said he would sign whatever I liked when he got back.
-After half an hour passed and all I'd had for company was the ticking of the [clock][], I went to the bathroom door.
-I knocked carefully---once, then twice---to no beaming face, no flowers.
-I opened the door.
-There was shit on the floor and the window was open.
-There was a breeze blowing.
-
-[dog]: purpose-dogs.html
-[translation of a translation]: todaniel.html
-[clock]: boar.html
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cgit 1.4.1-21-gabe81