From ecda49e0b20ad3bd52449356dccf2f8095ecfb70 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001
From: Case Duckworth
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 2015 21:49:45 -0700
Subject: Flatten directory structure

All content files (*.txt, *.html, *.river) are now in /.
I did this to simplify the compilation step, and to make
linking easier.  I'm still thinking about whether I should
move the contents of js/, img/, and lua/ into /, or into
an 'assets' folder of some sort.  We'll see.
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 src/shed.txt | 44 --------------------------------------------
 1 file changed, 44 deletions(-)
 delete mode 100644 src/shed.txt

(limited to 'src/shed.txt')

diff --git a/src/shed.txt b/src/shed.txt
deleted file mode 100644
index a2e82b2..0000000
--- a/src/shed.txt
+++ /dev/null
@@ -1,44 +0,0 @@
----
-title: Shed
-id: shed
-genre: prose
-
-project:
-    title: "Buildings out of air: Paul in the Woods"
-    class: paul
-    order: 9
-    next:
-    - title: Hands
-      link: hands
-    - title: Snow
-      link: snow
-    prev:
-    - title: Notes
-      link: notes
-    - title: Sapling
-      link: sapling
-...
-
-"What do you do all day in that shed out back" his mother asked one night while they ate dinner in front of the TV.
-"Write" he answered.
-"Write what" she asked in that way that means he'd better not say I don't know.
-"I don't know" he said.
-
-"Goddammit Paul" his mother said.
-"You're [wasting your life][] out in that shed.
-You need to go out and get---"
-"I chop down trees too" he said.
-"I make furniture out of them."
-His mother's face did a Hitchcock zoom as she considered this new information.
-"Is it any good" she asked, eyes narrowed.
-
-"It's getting there" he answered.
-"I'm getting better every day."
-"When is it going to be there" she asked.
-"When are you going to sell [this furniture][] of yours?"
-"It'll be a while" he answered.
-
-"Then you'd better get a job until then" she said.
-
-[wasting your life]: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/177229
-[this furniture]: real-writer.html
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